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That morning, I read in a newspaper

that the President of the United States, the most powerful man in the world,

during his first 1,000 days as president,

managed to tell 13,000 lies.

Then he himself tweeted that this was a blatant lie.

It's a sign of the times.

People are sick.

They cannot stop lying.

It's a drug.

More addictive than cocaine and meth.

The high is profound and intense.

And as soon as it wears off, you need to have another fix.

Another lie.

What the hell!

I'm so sorry!

People want to be deceived,

they prefer a soft lie rather than the pain of the truth.

At times I have envied these people,

their childlike innocence.

Thank you.

Good to see you.

Thank you.

Take your time.

Good evening.

Father Henri?

I'm Filippo.

Hello.

I had to walk.

Everything is growing so fast. Because of the heat.

This is Andreas. My housekeeper.

Andreas cooked.

Sour meat.

I am sorry. Mine stomach has been upset for over a week.

Father Filippo.

- Father Filippo? - Yes.

What a big hounour! Thank you. Thank you for coming.

Come, make some room. The priest from Rome. Move aside.

Oh No. It's not necessary.

You need space. You need space to bless the statue.

So, please... You can sit.

I'm completely flustered. I didn't sleep a wink last night.

Thank you. Thank you.

- That was a big travel for you. - Yes.

Okey. Is this a good position? For the blessing I mean.

- Well... - We can move her.

I think there is a small misunderstanding.

I have come to investigate the statue... ... not to bless it.

- Are you not a priest? - Not that kind of priest.

- But you are a priest? - Yes.

Then you can bless it.

Good morning.

She can't speak.

- Since she was born? - No. Since four years... Since...

Since the day we lost my son.

- Does the reverend know... - Yes.

That was the first miracle that came into our house.

Like Zacharias. He also...

...when the angel brought him the news.

The first time the Mary cried was in her room?

Yes.

Can I have a look?

No, I'm sorry.

- Can I ask why? - She not trust you.

Mrs Van Slochteren, give our Italian friend some space to do his job.

- To recognise the miracle. - He should first bless the statue.

Well, I come back when it's less crowded.

What's wrong, dear?

She says he's straying.

But that he will find God before he leaves our village.

What is happening?

Is this perhaps a test?

And what about the girl?

What about her silence?

Is it mental? Physical?

Could she even be faking?

I don't know.

Some people say her head hit something. On the black day.

The doctor said she will never be able to speak again.

- Goodmorning. Welcome. - Thank you.

Excuse me. Is this the right place for the bishop's office?

I do hope so.

Forgive me, but I couldn't help noticing your accent.

From Spain?

- Italy. - Ah, Italy... beautiful country.

What brought you all the way to Limburg?

- Have you heard about this crying statue? - Of course, who hasn't?

- Most curious, isn't it? - Yes.

I am here to investigate it.

How interesting!

To acknowledge it?

Possibly.

Although rejecting would be more logical?

Well... There is always a theoretical chance.

Really?

But in real life, I'm guessing that most cases are fabricated.

The wicked living long in their wickedness.

Although one also could argue...

...that miracles are good news for the church in these incredulous times.

Not really.

Fake miracles will be exposed in the end.

And the church can't afford any extra bad publicity these days.

Sorry to disturb you, your Excellence, you have a call.

Later, later.

Forgive me my playfulness, esteemed colleague.

This is the only cool place...

This palace wasn't built for these heat waves.

I will be honest... ...your reputation traveled ahead of you.

Leaving a trail of... dismembered miracles...

From Syracuse to Ljubljana and all the way to Aleppo.

Bleeding hosts, apparitions of the Virgin Mary and many crying statues.

All rejected...

"You shall know the truth and the truth shall set you free."

But the truth is often invisible.

Maybe... But both the lies and the liars will be exposed.

Liars? Who says that there are liars in this case?

The statistics.

And do you take fingerprints and DNA-samples as well?

Are we talking about a crime here? Or an innocent miracle?

It's not innocent Father.

More and more parents in the region refuse to vaccinate their children.

And at the least four people stopped their medical treatment.

- Isn't that their own free choice? - It's dangerous.

I saw people die because of those fairytales.

The church can no longer force its way of believing on them.

They are not children.

That's right. So, don't treat them like children.

Please... Let's not argue.

You also believe that God has send you, right?

So, all I'm asking you is that you listen carefully to His voice.

The village is deeply traumatized.

There is a lot more hidden under the surface than abandoned mine shafts.

Thank you for your concern.

I'm responsible for your safety.

Therefore, I would appreciate it if you would keep me informed.

Your request is noted.

Yes?

You can come in.

- Is that? - Yes.

- Holy water? - Yes, holy.

Same water I give to the plants.

- Before...or after...you bless it? - After.

I wonder what the bishop would think about that?

The bishop does not think... ...about plants.

Why would I want to bless it?

If the people cannot believe... ...that you can believe...

...they cannot believe you.

I'm very happy that you came.

In the Name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Sorry... In English please.

In the name of the Father. ... and Son... and the Holy Spirit.

More here.

More from the heart.

Almighty everlasting God...

May it please you to bless and hallow the statue

which has been made in the memory and honor to the blessed Virgin Mary,

mother of our Lord Jesus Christ.

- Amen. - Amen.

Thank you.

I was watching television...

And I just washed some clothes... And then...

...Térèse came down.

And she cried.

No sound, only tears.

I have not seen her cry for many years... Not after the silence.

So I asked her... What is wrong?

And what time was that?

Quarter past eight.

So, we went upstairs. We come into her room...

And she... Points at the window.

She looks scared.

And then I said... She wants me to look out of the window.

Because, maybe an accident.

But she stops... At the Maria in the window.

I can't understand what she wants.

But then she points real close to the eye.

And I see something small...

Glittering.

A drop of water.

I can't understand. I... A tear? I cannot believe.

So, I say to her... And I was angry. I said:

"You do this, but this is not funny".

But she shook her head. She was... Very upset.

Then I wanted to go back downstairs again, to the TV.

So, I want to turn...

And then I see how Térèse freeze. So I look where she looks...

And then I see it... With my eyes...

A second tear falls out of the eye.

I cannot tell you... How that feels.

My feet... ... they are getting very warm...

My legs are getting very warm.

I have a sharp feeling, here...

...like a knife.

And I shout. I can't breathe.

I take Térèse in my arms.

Because then I understand why Maria cries in our house.

- Sure you don't want anything? - No.

- Hello. - Hello.

- Are you the man from Rome? - Yes.

- Hi, my name is Eddy. - Filippo.

- Eddy Dumoulin. - Nice to meet you.

Can I show you something?

Please.

This is my family This is my son.

Edwin...

And that is Joske, my daughter.

And that Elsbeth, that is my wife.

And here is me with Edwin when he was a baby...

- Nice family. - Wait... I have another picture.

My son... Edwin.

The first bullet hit his stomach...

The second one tore of his jaw, up to his ear.

They found a piece of his cheek stuck to the window four meters away.

Last year, my wife and daughter lost all hope.

Five months ago my daughter tried to kill herself.

But then the Mary cried.

Hey. I don't give a shit if that statue really cried or not...

But if you or that damned Catholic church...

... that bunch of pedophiles...

do anything that takes away the hope of my wife and daughter...

Hi Eddy.

Will you eat with us?

No, no, I just wanted to check

whether our man from Rome is enjoying his stay in our village.

Sorry!

I am looking for Dave.

Bullshit.

- Why do you think so? - That is just what I think.

And I even saw those tears myself.

Really?

Yes, with Térèse.

So there was a fourth time the Virgin cried?

Whatever.

This was the first time...

I remember because her mother was on a vacation.

A long weekend. And I stayed over.

What did you see?

Look.

We were smoking a lot of weed that night.

It was a short moment. Only seconds.

It's not a miracle.

No?

I see a lot of things when I am stoned.

I don't know and I don't care. I'm not religious.

Okay.

What was your relationship like?

It was alright.

I guess...

So why did she end it?

Sorry, don't come to close.

Just one last question.

This might seem a bit to personal, but...

Can you confirm that you and Térèse were intimate?

Yes, I can confirm that we had sex.

That girl was crazy about it.

What?

You hoped that she was a saint? A virgin?

She is the only girl that I know that doesn't make a sound when she comes.

Could she have fabricated the tears?

No... No, that girl cannot lie.

Case CDF 258/27.

Statement from Térèse Anne-Marie van Slochteren

aged 19, primary eye witness.

Do you swear before God to tell the truth in the following interview?

Can you tell me about the first time you saw the tears?

- She does hear me right? - Yes, yes. She is not deaf.

- And she understands English? - Yes of course, she is smart.

She is not like her mother.

Okay... Just nod or shake your head? Understand?

Where you alone... at the time?

Was anyone with you when you first discovered the tears?

Come on.

Anyone who could have touched the statue?

Your mother? Your friend?

I don't know. I'm sorry.

I'm okay. I'm alright. I...

I'm sorry to scare you.

No, no, no. It's okay. You don't shame.

It's the statue. You touched it. It's very powerful.

No...

It's my stomach. I...

I only ate some bread.

And with this heat...

He thinks it's his stomach.

Please... Please, let's continue.

Are there any healings that back up their claims?

No.

No.

No, not unless we consider the usual claims.

A woman on the other side of the street says

she no longer suffers from migraines.

The odd pilgrim whose flu suddenly disappeared.

How much longer do you need? Two weeks?

I hope so.

I'm afraid I'll need to work hard.

This... Madam Van Slochteren...

is a great actress.

She's brazen.

When I asked her if I could examine the statue she said I had to pray first.

Yes.

Yes, it's clear.

If you continue to remain silent, Lord

who of us will remain standing?

Good morning.

Hello.

- I prayed. - Really? What did you hear?

"My children should walk in the light... not into darkness".

- And something about the statue? - No.

And yes... Well...

The things of God are not painted in black and white, are they?

Yes. Amen.

Thank you.

Don't worry. I'm careful.

So, did you feel her power again?

The integrity of the statue seems intact.

Which is a good thing, but the results are inconclusive.

The statue will need to be scanned in the university hospital to be certain.

They have room on Thursday or Friday.

You want to take her away from us? Out of this house?

I will take good care of it.

It's an important step in the investigation.

Térèse can come along.

No. The Mary don't leave the house. That's what Térèse heard.

Only for a procession, like next week.

It's holy. It gives hope...

It's not a toy.

My mother thinks you are a bad person who wants to destroy the miracle.

But I know that God has sent you to us.

My stomach?

The same... But luckily, I didn't pass out again.

You long for a miracle. That's why you are fasting.

Don't worry. It's not the real one.

But it comes from the same factory. The same mold even.

Is this necessary?

I must rule out any possible natural cause.

Only then the weeping will qualify for Rome as a miracle.

Sometimes the tears can be explained

by the transparent glue that was used to attach the eyes to the statue.

Possibly the glue became fluid.

Fluid?

Last night I woke up. In my mind one question was burning:

Is the man from Rome sincere?

Is the man from Rome sincere?

Does he investigate with an open mind? Or with a closed heart?

And what was the answer?

I'm not sure.

Maybe you think I have no feelings, but that's not true.

I do understand why God...

Out of all people and places, would choose this village for a miracle.

But the facts are just not pointing in that direction.

And there are no healings to support the claim.

This case has the odds against it. But I do feel your pain.

Really?

You feel the pain of... ... burying eleven children in one week

and discussing with the parents

if they should be buried in alphabetical ordered or by age?

No good will come out of this, but I will break a promise.

There has been a healing.

But this person asked me to keep it secret.

He was beaten up many times.

He does his shopping thirty kilometers away.

Take the back door. He is expecting you.

Hello?

I am Filippo.

The man from Rome.

Can I come in?

Father Henri say that you are a priest.

It's true?

It's complicated.

You not look like a priest.

I am a priest.

Can you pray for my son?

Eternal rest grant unto him, oh Lord. And let perpetual light shine upon...

...Rutger

And let perpetual light shine upon Rutger.

May he rest in peace. Amen.

Father Henri told me you said you were healed.

I don't say that.

But something happened...

Eighteen years... I had very much pain, here.

I used something for my back. Almost every day.

Can I see it?

So that changed after the visit to the statue?

I only go there once.

In the evening.

Three weeks ago...

Two days later I'm standing there.

Cooking...

Broccoli.

And I feel a very warmth in my body.

Here. And here. And here.

And the pain...

Away. Well, almost.

The pain come back sometimes, but I never use this.

- Did you touch the Mary? - No, no, no, no.

It's behind... The glass.

I was there... Four...

No...

Three minutes.

That girl say I can come in.

Not her mother. She not know I was there.

I never forget.

That girl puts her hand here.

It feels strange. So many years I only feel hate...

...from the village.

...from everybody. But now this girl...

Her brother is dead because my son...

But she...

And what did you do in those three minutes?

You think it is the Maria, no?

I think it is the girl. Térèse.

Maria cries in her room...

She is very special.

Maybe holy.

She see what people need but what they don't know themselves.

She see... ...what is deep inside you.

No, no, no!

Fucking bastard.

Why were you there?

Do you know what pain is?

You leave!

What difference do you think you can make?

You, a human being, a lone man in a world full of chaos.

You are not Jesus.

Even he must have been tired of all those people, at times.

He too will have had harsh reactions

escaping all those people, escaping across the water.

But am I not blind too?

Incapable of seeing how addicted I am?

Addicted to the pain of the truth.

Why do I feel so close to darkness here?

So close to death?

How the hell is this possible?

You look like the tramps on the banks of the Tiber.

Everything's under control.

It doesn't seem so, Santorini. You were sent there

to investigate, not to end up as a martyr.

I have some news.

According to our doctor, at the Santo Spirito Hospital,

the so-called healing of the father of the shooter

could be interpreted as

a possible temporary effect of the new medication.

Yes, I read about that.

Then we just need to examine the statue now.

Yes.

Yes, well, that...

that's a bit complicated, they won't let me take it.

Are you still bickering with the main suspects?

This girl, this Térèse

is very peculiar.

I don't understand her.

She doesn't talk.

- Motif? - I don't know.

At first I thought

she was doing it to get attention, but now I think

that she believes she can console the entire grieving town.

So what are you planning to do now?

Father Henri asked me to speak during the ceremony for the victims.

In order to gain the people's trust.

- Maybe he's right. - Yes... maybe.

But probably, with a bit of luck,

there will be no need for a CAT scan

nor for me to speak during the ceremony.

This girl is convinced that I was sent here directly by God's will.

If I'm firmer with her

she might tell me what really happened.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hi.

Your eyes are softer.

I went to see the father of the shooter.

Don't be afraid.

I won't tell your mother.

Is that where it used to be?

Was the window open the day you discovered the first tear?

Was the weather nice?

You don't remember?

To be honest... ...I already checked.

The day of the first tear was exceptionally warm.

34.2 degrees Celsius.

But it must have been a very chaotic day...

So maybe that's why you forgot.

I want you to help me.

I need to take it...

...for the scan. Just a few hours.

Can you tell your mother it's okay?

Can you do that?

Blessed art thou amongst women, blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners

now and at the hour of our death. Amen.

Hail, Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou amongst women, blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Look, she walked.

Can I touch her?

- Hello. - Are you sleeping?

Dammit, I get dragged out of bed by the bishop of Roermond

the Internet is full of the miraculous procession

and you're sleeping?

What do you know?

That woman, with the wheelchair... did you see it?

Yes, I was there.

I kept an eye on the situation and...

- Have you spoken to her? - No.

No, they put her back in her wheelchair

and took her back to the guest house, she was in shock.

- But I will do. - No, stay with the source.

Stay focused, especially now.

That girl, Térèse, did she tell you anything yet?

No.

No, not yet, yesterday was quite chaotic.

Question the girl as soon as possible, regain control,

before this case falls apart.

Not bad.

And your sermon?

Yes. Well... I heard something during confession.

Some young people are angry... Very angry.

That you will speak at the memorial service.

- So maybe it is better if I don't. - No...

Too important.

We cannot bend to the will of the stick.

Ah, it's good to see you.

Thank you.

He'll get a nice spot on the altar.

Our Italian friend is trying things on for the memorial service.

Looks good on him, right?

You...

Why do you keep lying?

Joep.

17.

Liefke.

14.

Miriam.

15.

TEENAGE GUNMAN KILLS 11 AT SCHOOL IN THE NETHERLANDS

'Dear brothers and sisters,

we are gathered here today...'

Yes?

Yes?

What happened? What is wrong with her?

Please, sit. Sit.

Anything wrong with Térèse?

She has fever...

Since she come home this morning.

She don't want eat, she don't want drink. Nothing.

She writes that she... ...trust Mary.

And that she will eat only the hostie.

Térèse wrote something important. About you.

She gave me this.

Maria cried...

Mary Cried ...to get Filippo here. The first sign.

Now she says... There is more proof.

A second wonder.

The woman in the wheelchair...

She walks exact at the moment you hold the Mary in your hand.

And she says more strange things.

As if she is...

Delirious.

She sees things that are not here.

I... Have a bad feeling. I think it's all my fault...

The guests and the TV cameras...

All the stress, I think it is too much for Térèse.

- Is it true? - What?

Did she walk... When you carried the statue?

How long did you hold it?

Twenty seconds... Twenty-five?

Remarkable. What are the chances?

It is only human to connect things that are not connected.

Just because we are too afraid to accept the randomness of life.

Leave it.

It's because of me. I shouldn't speak at the service.

You decide.

We'll light the candles and let the light of Jesus shine among us.

I call upon our friend from Rome to speak. Father Filippo.

My God, my God

why have You forsaken me?

My God, my God

why have You forsaken me?

Brothers and sisters, I know you have come here to be comforted.

Brothers and sisters, I know you have come here to be comforted.

I'll confess to you right away that I have nothing to offer you.

I'll confess to you right away that I have nothing to offer you.

I come to you today

with empty hands.

As a priest

I have no idea what it means to have a child...

to carry it for nine months

...to give birth with pain and bloodshed

to feed it milk from your own breast.

How can I talk to you about the loss

of that child?

How can I talk to you about that moment four years ago

when someone knocked on your door to tell you

that the child you gave birth to and raised

was now gone?

That its body

which was created so perfectly

it made you think: Yes, this... this is a miracle

that it had been killed

destroyed

by bullets.

I have experienced that feeling.

That feeling of abandonment.

That feeling

of praying and begging

with every ounce of strength, without God listening to us.

I have experienced that feeling of being trapped like a mouse

in a laboratory where God is playing like a scientist

and is watching us suffer during an experiment

that will end with our death.

My god, my god

why have You forsaken me?

No one

has ever received an answer.

Is there no consolation then?

I don't know.

Who asked this question?

My God, my God,

why have You forsaken me?

It was God,

in his son Jesus,

just before he himself died

a violent death.

He is alone

he is hurt

and he is condemned like you.

He suffers

with you.

- The body of Christ. - Amen.

- The body of Christ. - Amen.

The body of Christ.

The body of Christ.

Do not abandon them.

Be present for these people.

For all these grieving families.

I ask you

in fact, no...

I demand

that you give us a sign of your justice

of your strength.

Remain silent no more.

Give me a sign.

What is this?

No, that's some glue.

And that?

That is right below... The right eye.

Tiny cavity.

You could never spot it with the naked eye.

- This grey? - Water.

- Water? - Yeah.

Moisture maybe? Condensation?

Could the cavity be man-made?

Not unlikely.

Here, check this. No traces of tampering.

So... A manufacturing defect.

Look... I'm not religious myself, but...

Couldn't you call this a miracle just as well?

No.

The cause is natural, not supernatural.

So, it's certainly not a miracle.

Nothing...

Nothing at all...

Why?

Why are you doing this?

Why must I take away their last trace of hope?

Something to drink?

The ways of the Lord are inscrutable, like the path of the wind.

The doctor says... The events of last days exhausted her.

If her situation doesn't improve... They will bring her to the hospital.

And she says... Térèse wants to see you.

Thank you.

How do you feel?

I have the results of the scan.

You were right.

You were right. All the time.

After the scan in the hospital

I cannot rule out that the crying... is a miracle.

So I will recommend Rome to upgrade the status of the statue to 'remarkable'.

The step before "miracle".

I have come to say goodbye.

I'm going back South... Early tomorrow morning.

Térèse... There is hope now.

Don't take it away.

No.

Stop!

Filippo.

Are you there?

Stay with me.

Stay with me, okay?

THE MAN FROM ROME