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Oh my goodness! It's chilly!

It's cold outside.

Guess what.

-What? -He's coming.

George got a leave. I had someone read it to me.

-When? -During Easter.

Aren't you happy?

Very happy.

ERT PRESENTS: THE GREEK SHORT STORY

SINFUL LOVE

BASED ON KONSTANTINOS THEOTOKIS' SHORT STORY

CATHARSIS

Get out of here!

Here you are! You scared me.

Where would I be?

Why are you up?

I was thirsty.

Come on, let's go to bed.

Chrisavgi!

Chrisavgi!

You should die! We should die!

Have you lost your mind?

How?

How will I stand in front of him? How will I pretend to be good?

I'm a bitch. I wish I was dead.

Calm down. I'll make sure we leave.

Inbreeder!

You took me by force

and I burdened myself with your sins

and ever since you've been dragging me in the mire.

And I can't get the courage to kill you and kill myself.

Don't you want me?

I only want to see you dead.

Don't say that.

I want you more than my own life.

I want to die.

I want to die.

SPRING

What's wrong?

I don't know.

Get off me! Don't look at me!

-Are you eating? -Yes.

-Why didn't you wait for us? -You're late.

And it's not the first time.

Listen to me.

If you had come to help, we would have finished earlier.

I told you we could go tomorrow.

I had to tidy up today because our son is coming.

-What's wrong? -It must be because of the sun.

Thank you.

Will you tell me what's wrong?

I ate some berries and I got sick.

All these months you're like a living dead.

You don't say a word. I ask and you're silent.

Do you feel so bad about it?

Your husband will be here in a week.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

Get yourself together.

He doesn't deserve getting his heart broken.

-He expects you to make him stronger. -I know.

The Lord said unto his disciples...

Now is the Son of man glorified,

and God is glorified in him.

If God be glorified in him,

God shall also glorify him in himself,

and shall straightway glorify him.

My children, yet a little while I am with you.

Ye shall seek me,

and as I said unto the Jews,

whither I go

ye cannot come...

What's wrong?

So now I say unto you.

It's the incense.

A new commandment I give unto you.

That ye love one another, as I have loved you.

That ye also love one another.

By this shall all men know that ye are my disciples,

if ye have love one to another.

-Oh my God! -Chrisavgi?

Peter said unto him,

Lord, why cannot I follow thee now?

I will lay down my life for thy sake.

Jesus answered him,

Wilt thou lay down thy life for my sake?

Verily, verily, I say unto thee,

The cock shall not crow,

till thou hast denied me thrice.

Let not your heart be troubled.

Ye believe in God,

believe also in me.

In my Father's house are rooms enough.

If it were not so, I would have told you.

I go to prepare a place for you.

And if I go and prepare a place for you,

I will come again, and receive you unto myself,

that where I am,

there ye may be also.

And whither I go ye know,

and the way ye know.

Thomas saith unto him,

Lord, we know not whither thou goest.

And how can we know the way?

Jesus said to him,

I am the true and living way:

no one comes to the Father but by me.

You're being delirious.

You're accusing me unfairly and her even more.

Is it bad that I rushed to help her?

-Do you think I'm dumb? -She is our daughter-in-law!

She fainted. Shouldn't I have helped her?

I've got eyes and I can see.

Watch out. The unfair accusation returns to the one who uttered it.

On a day like this...

I swear to Jesus Christ, who gets crucified today.

What about you?

Won't you speak?

-It's like your husband said. -My husband?

Have you stopped calling him "father"?

-I want the truth! -He told you.

Swear on the holy icon.

Speak!

Kill me.

Why did you do this to me?

Why did you betray me?

We an agreement.

We made an agreement.

Kill me.

I've been living in hell for the last four months.

-Why didn't you talk to me? -What would you have done?

Was there a solution?

I can't be saved.

We both know it.

That's why...

I want you to take this and kill me.

Save your family.

Kill me

and say that I accidentally fell on the knife.

Kill me and save me.

Kill me and save me, mother,

if you've got any compassion left.

No.

I'm not going to kill you.

I won't become a murderer, nor will I hurt my son.

I'm not going to kill you.

George is coming.

Even now, for his sake, we're going to find a solution.

At this point...

there's no solution.

You bitch!

Are you carrying your father-in-law's child?

Your husband's sibling?

Yes, that's what I want!

Kill me, so that I die and be saved.

Do it, mother, and God will forgive you.

Jesus Christ...

By the Passion of the Christ.

The devil has possessed all of us.

My God, how have we come to this?

We're leaving.

Let's go, Chrisavgi.

You're not going anywhere.

-What am I going to tell your son? -I don't know!

You'll think of something.

Let's go!

No, you're staying here!

If you dare cross this door...

I'll call the police and they'll arrest you.

You'll end up in the gallows

and she'll become a whore on the streets.

No, you're staying here!

You're going to pretend that everything is fine

and that we're an honest family.

For the sake of my son.

So that he doesn't find out about this and gets hurt.

You will welcome him cheerfully

and sleep with him as his wife.

You will know that your daughter-in-law sleeps with your son.

The one to whom she belongs.

You'll burn and be swallowed by the fires of hell

because you'll see what's happening

and you won't be able to do anything.

Shame on you, maggots!

Shame on you!

-Give me a drink. -We're not serving alcohol today.

It's Maundy Thursday.

-I said give me! -Did you hear me?

We're not serving. Go home and drink.

Go to hell.

Get off me!

Villagers!

Today is Maundy Thursday.

They crucified Christ.

Tomorrow is Maundy Friday.

The procession of the bier of Christ.

May the sinners burn in fire!

In fire!

May the burn!

All of them!

Oh my sweet spring

My sweetest child

-Where does your beauty faint? -Spiros?

Spiros!

What's going on?

Don't you hear?

Where does your beauty faint?

He's drunk.

He's been drinking again.

Holy Mary, my daughter will be suffering.

We made a mistake.

Christ is risen from the dead,

by death

he hath overcome death.

And to those in the grave

hath He given life.

-Christ has risen. -Truly he is risen.

-Christ has risen. -Truly he is risen.

-Christ has risen. -Truly he is risen.

-Christ has risen. -Truly he is risen.

-Truly he is risen. -May your service end soon.

-Christ has risen. -Truly he is risen.

What's wrong with you?

Nothing.

Christ has risen, my child.

That's what we should hope for, mother.

That the good ones will be resurrected and go to heaven.

But maybe...

Jesus will have mercy upon the villains too, won't he?

Jesus forgives everyone.

How come you thought of it now?

If not now, when?

What's gotten into him? It's the middle of the night.

Are you crying?

No.

Are you trying to fool me?

Look...

tears.

What's wrong?

Why?

-Do you know what you are? -What?

An angel.

An unlucky angel.

Unlucky? I have a holy wife.

Don't!

-What? -Don't blaspheme.

I'm the worst sinner in the world.

You are? You scared me!

He'll drive us crazy!

Father! What's gotten into you?

Have mercy!

Well...

So long, mother.

-Give me your blessing. -You've got it.

Six months left, my love.

Be patient.

Yes.

Focus on your service and don't worry about anything.

Worry about yourself only.

Where is father?

-At the field. -On Easter day?

Don't you know him?

He can't tell apart weekdays from holidays.

Won't he say goodbye to me?

He does it on purpose. He doesn't want you to see him cry.

AUTUMN

I can't take it any longer.

May you have a safe delivery.

Thank you.

-Is she in the ninth month? -No.

-Isn't she on the sixth? -The sixth? She's ready to deliver.

Count the months since Easter.

I don't know.

-Did the midwife check on you? -No.

-What do you think? -About what?

Don't you see?

Her belly has grown too much.

She must have twins.

-Give her to me! -No!

-She's mine! -She's mine too!

You've grown up, that's what mother says.

You're ready to get married!

I'm not a grown up, and I will not get married! Give her to me!

-What happened? -Shh!

-Where are you going? -I'll be back.

Go to sleep.

She's giving birth.

I'm dying, mother.

What are you going to do?

-You? -Me?

What about me? I will deliver her baby?

Calm down, my girl.

What have I done to you?

-What have I done to you? -It's all his fault.

You're being punished for his sins.

Where are you going?

To get the midwife. Don't you see? She's having a difficult labour.

-It's her time. -Oh my God.

What about the child?

It's three months premature. What do you expect?

Save the mother.

She can have more children.

It's a boy.

Poor thing.

Give him to me.

-Here. -Whoa!

Come on, don't be sad.

He seems strong, mature. He will live.

Don't get her hopes up. He's three months premature.

Are you sure you counted correctly?

She got pregnant six months ago?

Her husband was in the military. He got pregnant by herself?

-I don't know. He seems big. -You're talking nonsense.

Get the priest.

-The priest? Why? -Why are you lingering?

Hurry up! It will die unbaptized.

Where are you going?

To find a herb.

I'll dry up her breast milk.

You heard the midwife.

She's getting suspicious.

If the child lives, she'll be sure.

You know she doesn't keep her mouth shut.

Poor thing.

He's hopeless.

I won't let it happen.

I won't let them kill him every day

for the rest of his life

and call him a bastard.

You're the one to blame.

Chrisavgi?

Chrisavgi?

Chrisavgi!

Damn you, scummy!

Damn you!

What am I going to do?

Holy Mary, forgive me.

Why?

You were all I had!

Why did you let it happen?

Why do you make me a murderer?

Why didn't you have mercy upon me?

I found it.

It's not necessary.

She's gone.

I've lost her.

She died because of the delivery.

May God forgive her.

But he is stong and safe.

He is old enough.

He's your husband's son.

The girl said it to the priest. I heard her.

Give it to him.

The child survived for nine days and nights

because the father fed him water and sugar

and goat milk.

On the ninth day,

being skin and bones,

even smaller than when he was born,

he died of hunger.

He was buried next to his mother

when George send a letter

saying he was coming to the village.

And then, Stathis, like a crazy man,

left the village hastily

and nobody in Dafnyla knew

what had happened to him.

If I happened

To be born as a bird

I would be satisfied

If I had a branch to sleep on

The rain

Would quench my thirst

And peacefully

I would die one morning

But I was made

Of fire and clay

And inside me

The beast sleeps lightly

And if I believed

I had soft arms

My hands

Will always open a wound

I wish I were made of snow

To be covered in ice

But what haunts me

Is the beast inside me

I wish I found the culpable

Who left me incomplete

And I see in the mirror

The one I despise

I despise

KONSTANTINOS THEOTOKIS KRASADES, JUNE 1906

I wish I were made of dust

To live without living

Souls would not be killed

By my wild soul

I wish I were nothing

And before I was born

I would tame

At the end of time

The beast

I would sleep deeply

Before I stay awake

Because of the beast

Translation Maria Christodoulaki

Subtitling AUTHORWAVE