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FROM 1964 TO 1985, BRAZIL WAS UNDER A DICTATORSHIP.

DEMOCRATIC RIGHTS WERE SUPPRESSED.

ALL OPPOSITION WAS BRUTALLY PUT DOWN.

IN THE NAME OF "NATIONAL SECURITY",

THE POLICE AND MILITARY KNEW NO LIMITS.

NO HOLDS BARRED.

Kiss the Pope's hand!

"BAPTISM OF BLOOD"

- Are we there? - No. Just another traffic lights.

It's a long way!

Or I'm going round and round.

Otherwise he'll leave.

No. A host never leaves before the guests.

Come on! Mind your step!

Come on out.

Wait a minute!

Mind the steps!

You can take off your glasses.

Let's go in. They're waiting at the back.

Nice to meet you! I'm Tito.

It's better never use your real name. Only use a codename!

Never write names and addresses on paper,

or anywhere.

Only in your head.

Your support for ALN has come just in time.

We can no longer fight with words.

From now on, you're either in or out!

We'll gear things up with bank robberies

and armed attacks on the dictatorship.

We are only the rearguard.

We need you to hide comrades, be messenger boys,

make contacts and do anything else you can.

We've had some donations.

Enough to buy a"beetle". You'll need one.

Prof. Menezes, how can we make people aware?

We show them by action!

They'll soon know when they see armed resistance.

These are books I wrote.

Maybe they'll be of some use.

I'm glad you're on our side.

"Manual for Urban Guerillas", by Carlos Marighella.

"The Brazilian Crisis", "Why Resist Arrest?",

"Revolutionary Theory and Action",

"Lilies No Longer Grow in our Fields".

"So great my love for you that

No force so great can overcome it

And I for you, under whatever torture Would delight

Unfeeling, in death Your name upon my lips

Freedom!"

Praise the Lord!

Praise Him, oh servants of God!

DOWN WITH COMMUNIST PRIESTS! Blessed be the name of the Lord,

now and forever,

from sunrise to sunset.

Who may compare to Thee, our Lord and God?

Who dwells in the heights,

who lowers Himself

to watch over the skies and the Earth.

Raise up the poor from the dust

and free the needy from the garbage tips,

so that they may sit alongside princes,

even the princes of their own people.

May the sterile woman rule the home

as the mother of the family!

Glory be to the Father, Son and Holy Spirit,

as it was in the beginning, is now and ever shall be!

Nature made reproduction attractive through pleasure.

Sex plays a leading role in instinct.

But throughout history, society and most religions

have tried to control the sex instinct.

"Sex is only for reproduction. "

The myth of virginity and the prohibition of incest

and all other taboos.

What Marcuse says is that, according to Freud,

the primary mental processes are ruled by pleasure.

The sex instinct, which acts on the principle of pleasure,

is the very foundation of life.

Aren't you going to the meeting?

Not today, I'll go tomorrow.

The convention should be held in the country.

The idea of holding it in the University,

or another building has been voted out.

We're sure this is for the best.

It will be safer in the country.

We lost, but we've accepted the decision,

although we don't agree.

But we think it won't be easy to find the right place,

It must not be so far that it's hard to get to.

Somewhere large enough for us all.

There'll be about 1000 of them!

Leaders from all over Brazil, who have to eat and sleep.

It won't be easy.

The decision holds.

We'll have to make this convention work!

Decisions must be made and the chairman elected.

So...

How about your friend's farm in Ibi�na?

Good idea!

- Good morning. - Good morning.

Everything all right here?

All in order, Fr. Fernando, look, how lovely!

- They've arrived! - Great!

- Could you arrange them? - Certainly!

The receipt.

Two Cities Publishers, good morning.

Yes. Just a minute.

Good morning, Sebastiana.

- Fr. Bosco. - Good morning.

- Any news? - We have one last copy.

I can reserve it.

Betto, I've come from the political police.

They're arresting journalists. Your friend Paulo too.

- Jorge, I have to go out. - Trouble?

- Seems so. I might get there in time. - Then go!

- I must talk to you. - I'm in a hurry.

Betto! What a nice surprise!

- You must get out of here! - Let me get some things.

There's no time! We must leave now!

"I shall walk in your presence,

You shall light my way,

I shall find shelter in your hands.

Thou art is the salt of the earth.

The light of the world"

I've always made fun of love

I have a tambourine

I just want a guitar

I'm rolling in money

I don't have a dime

I was a standard bearer But I can't dance

In all modesty I was born forSamba

I'm still so young

My time is over

I'm Columbine I'm Pierrot

But it's Carnival...

Suddenly she asked,

what's the difference between a priest, a friar and a nun?

She didn't really know what she meant.

I said to her a friar can do everything a nun can,

but he can't do what a nun can't.

I don't know if I answered the question!

Hi, Jo�o!

That's Jana.

She needs to get to Santos ASAP.

- Could you take her? - Of course.

Have some coffee with us.

There's even cake.

Next time.

On the other hand...

- Here! - Thank you.

It's beautiful here!

Are there many students?

About 1000 from all over Brazil.

Everything will go just fine.

I think I'd rather not see.

Tito has good news. Don't you?

Now it's your turn.

I got the place.

It's all settled. It seems very safe.

It's not far and easy to get to.

That's great, Tito. Now we have to think about transport.

The destination will be only known on the day.

And they will have to carry a password.

Oh my God!

Papers!

- Are you clergy? - Yes.

Are you going to the Salesian Seminary?

Yes, we are.

God be with you!

If he only knew who you are!

We can make two more trips.

I hope he doesn't stop the car again.

They've found out about the convention!

The students bought all the bread and milk in bakeries at Ibi�na.

The locals called the police.

They should be there by now.

Cover it! Take Taeko!

The country's student leadership is all there!

We have no way-out.

I'm not brave, but I'm sure about it: Fighting back is the only way.

Sit!

Quick!

Get up, bastard!

Now you'll see a jail and who's in command!

Didn't you want to go to the country?

So you'll hear pigs squealing all the time!

What are you looking at?

Why are you covering your face?

Easy!

We're working together.

- What is it, man? - They're all collaborating.

Get up!

Get up! Go to the stairs!

Betto, the photos.

- Want some coffee? - Yes.

They came out great.

Thank you.

It may be the wrong time, but I must tell you something.

- Go ahead. - You see...

I really like you.

- I like you too. - Not just as a friend.

Taeko, I like you a lot too. You're so great, but I think it won't work.

- I'm a Dominican. - So what?

I'm Japanese!

Tito de Alencar Lima.

From the Northeast? What are you doing in S�o Paulo?

I study Philosophy at USP.

But you weren't philosophizing in Ibi�na.

Were you?

Sign this!

Don't worry. We'll win in the end.

Bye, Jo�o Ant�nio, Catarina!

The place is here, right in the North.

Conflicts with squatters. Perfect for guerilla tactics.

Our Abbey is right here, nearby.

So?

We'll talk to the Brothers.

There's a priory not far.

Maybe we can count on them too.

We need all the support we can get.

Great Noel Rosa!

Attending Sunday Mass is not enough to be a good catholic.

We must listen to God everyday.

And listening to Him is not so hard.

God needs us beside the needy.

The dictatorship is hard to swallow for Christians.

It connives with bad income distribution

and the exploitation of the poor.

We Christians

must find our own way to act.

Give us today our daily bread.

Forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those who trespass against us.

Lead us not into temptation, but deliver us from evil. Amen.

That man in the corner, with a tape-recorder,

is a police officer. His name is Raul the Bald!

Is he here to pray, to listen to the God's words?

Or to keep an eye on us?

And you are a damn communist

in a surplice, preaching subversion!

Well...

I called you here to discuss

how far we should go.

And you have gone too far.

Do you know what danger you're in?

It is our duty to care for the poor.

We defend the downtrodden, the barefoot masses.

Fr. Diogo, the Church has always sheltered the persecuted.

You have neglected your studies.

St. Thomas said that, in case of prolonged tyranny,

the people have the right to self-defense.

Pope Paul VI said the same,

"Violence can only be the very last resort. "

If we really want to change something,

...we must go beyond words. - And study.

And we don't use guns neither rob banks.

We just give support.

You must consider the risks.

You have been chosen to go to France.

It's high time you went.

I can't just drop everything.

But you must go.

And you?

Weren't you, a high-profiled journalist, going to Germany?

At the end of the year.

I thought of going to S�o Leopoldo first. No one knows me there.

New colleague?

The man from the censorship.

From now on, he'll cut whatever he wants.

It's time I left.

Lucky you!

Keep in touch.

Betto, what's going on?

I don't like farewells.

Can you tell me where Our Lady of Consolation Church is?

Straight on, then first right.

Many have been arrested and tortured.

May God be with you.

I heard about the seminary down South.

We have to get people over the border.

There are seven requests in the "Our Father".

If we analyze each one with care,

we see only God could have made them.

Christ said, "God is our Father".

If so, He should love us like a Father.

And so, He's always beside us,

like a friend who never abandons us.

The only way is to leave.

Could you keep in contact with Prof. Menezes?

I don't know, Oswaldo, I'm still confused.

I must think it over.

Then, I'll talk to Fernando.

I think Fernando it's a better idea.

Cheer up!

This is Ernesto. I'm off to the printers.

I still think it's very risky.

Oswaldo, leave it to us.

Think about what you're going to do.

What am I going to do? How can I help from so far away?

Make contacts worldwide.

It's very important for us.

This wig is awful!

It's so conspicuous!

Oh, this is good! So they look at the wig, not at me!

- May God protect you. - Bon voyage.

I enjoyed gardening at the Seminary in Belo Horizonte.

It's your garden too. Come whenever you like.

It's lovely to harvest and eat what you plant.

If only everyone had a plot of land!

- Shall we go for a ride? - Certainly.

You'll love Mercedes.

She's an expert at preparing vegetables.

Her soups have fed many.

How nice!

Fr. Martim, do you go over the border?

For me, there are no borders.

Uruguay, Argentina, Brazil. It's all the same land.

Attention, ladies and gentlemen! The moment has come!

Science is transforming human history too fast.

I think that's great.

But they spend money on the moon, not on the poor.

I think that's wrong.

A wistfulness is all that remains

Perhaps there are no moonbeams

To light the song I sing

Without moonlight What can poems bring?

What will be of the sea

a flower, guitarstrains?

I've thought, but I don't know

Betto?

I heard you were here.

There's someone to see you.

Read St. Theresa.

She teaches us that God is right here,

within us.

I've seen Marighella's message in the tie.

I never went to the meetings,

but I've been chosen to meet "el Comandante" Fidel Castro.

"Bueno"! Let's pledge to our meeting on the South!

The situation is complicated. Many been arrested and tortured.

Even innocent outsiders!

We're all scared.

- God be with you. - "Hasta la vista"!

And this news has just come in.

The American Ambassador to Brazil has just kidnapped.

Mr. Charles Burke Elbrich.

The kidnappers demand the reading of a manifesto

and the release of 15 prisoners to be sent to Cuba.

The best thing the terrorists ever did!

In exchange for the American Ambassador,

15 aren't many! They should have asked for 30!

No, all of them!

15 will be a triumph!

Oswaldo will love this!

I miss Oswaldo. And Betto.

Two Cities Publishers, good afternoon.

- Fr. Fernando? - Yes.

Ernesto's going to the printers today.

OK.

We're going through hard times.

Many were arrested after the kidnapping.

Toledo has to go down South at once.

I'll lick my wounds for a while.

What a nice surprise!

Betto!

I did 600 Km in one night with only two stops.

Toledo, let me take it.

Let's have breakfast, and you can rest up.

- You must get some sleep. - That's true.

- Are Tito and Fernando all right? - Yes.

How good it is! And this is really hot!

This is the good stuff!

The Prof. 's driver got arrested too.

Since he knows about your support,

we were worried.

Very concerned.

No. We'll be in Rio on Saturday afternoon.

So, let's meet Sunday morning.

So, Sunday it is!

Several people in Rio want to help.

So, I'll see you there!

- What happened? - A strange noise on the phone.

It's beautiful!

What is it?

You'll soon see, Father.

Get in!

- What's going on? - None of your business!

Where are you taking us?

To meet the Pope!

MINISTRY OF THE NAVY

Stop right there!

Put that one in the auditorium,

and the other in Archives. Come on!

We know you support Marighella's terrorism.

I know him from the newspapers.

You dare tell the Pope you wouldn't meet him here in Rio?

Take off your clothes!

Take off your clothes, you terrorist son of a bitch!

Get down!

Where the fuck is Marighella?!

Give me that!

Spit it out, son of a bitch!

Of course you know my name.

We've known each other for a long time.

- Do you belong to the ALN too? - No.

- Where's Marighella? - I don't know.

I don't know him.

Where's Marighella? How do you get in touch?

Talk!

Who put you in touch with Marighella, shithead!

Where's the meeting?! Tell me, fuck!

You are his base!

Where is he hiding? How do you meet?

Burn him, burn him!

What's the weather like in S�o Paulo?

As usual. Drizzle and occasional thunder!

I'm going to llhabela. Do you know it?

A Navy friend has a boat there.

My dream. A boat on llhabela.

- The other man couldn't take it. - He passed out?

Now it's your turn.

Fess up, goddamn commie priest!

Right. Just call if you need me.

Thank you, Doc.

Come clean, you piece of shit!

How do you arrange the meetings, godammit?!

By phone.

What's the number?

What number, fuck it?!

The bookshop.

What's his codename? Tell me!

- I can't remember. - Really?

Turn it up. He'll remember!

Turn it up!

Talk, or I'll kill you!

How does he identify himself?

Talk, for fuck sake!

Take him down!

I'm gonna beat you to death!

You will talk, commie bastard!

Fucking commie bastard!

Fess up or I'll smash your skull in!

Talk, you bastard! I'm going to kill you!

You're trying my patience! I'm getting angry!

How does he identify himself?!

A password.

What password?

Pay attention. It's quite easy.

We kill you

and cut off your fingers,

so no one can identify you.

Then we throw you in a ditch.

No one will miss you,

not even your comrades.

What's the password?!

He says he is Ernesto, who goes to the printers.

Where are these printers?

Where is it?!

In Alameda Casa Branca.

Where?!

Around number 800.

Easy, I'll open it!

Can I help you?

Go, quick!

Where is it?

There? Let's see.

Call your superior!

Get moving!

- What's the meaning of this? - They're here to get Tito!

- Where's Fr. Tito? - Calm down, sir.

Where is he?!

Where is that commie yokel?!

I've got him!

What's going on?

He's coming with me. We're taking over.

- For how long? - Until we get Marighella.

Two or three days.

Let's get going!

My rosary, please.

- Tito. God be with you. - Thank you, Brother.

They're waiting for you.

- Betto. The police are here. - Tell Fr. Martin.

He's not back yet, but I have a cousin...

Call me later. Take this. Get out of here!

- Fr. Fernando. - Sit down and shut up!

Sit down.

Is there another phone?

- Is there?! - On the counter.

OK.

Answer it!

Hello?

- Who was it? - We were cut off.

I see.

- I need a cigarette. - Give him one.

Don't try anything funny!

Hello?

Fr. Fernando? Are you all right?

I'm fine.

- Ernesto will go there today. - OK.

The two teams are on the field.

All Brazilian supporters are excited.

Pel� is about to score his 1000th goal.

- May I use the phone, sir? - Of course!

This could be a historic night.

Marighella!

Take this guy!

On the floor!

Take him to the car!

Throw him in!

You take him!

Don't leave the woman behind!

Have you called the Press?

Have you told the photographers?

DEP. OF POLITICAL AND SOCIAL ORDER It was a success, General.

A great success!

No, they're both here with me.

They are praying.

Thank you, General.

Pope!

We have to drink a toast.

Esso Report, an eyewitness to history.

And attention, ladies and gentlemen,

The terrorist leader Carlos Marighella was killed tonight

in a battle with the police.

Did you see Rivelino's goal?

Pel� won't score his 1000th goal today.

No way!

Fr. Betto?

I'm your colleague's cousin.

Let's go.

We can catch the second half at home.

Ol�, ol�! Supper was served without Marighella!

Ol�, ol�!

Supper was served without Marighella!

We've killed your leader!

We cut his head off!

It was so easy!

- Pope, tell them who squealed! - The Dominicans!

He's dead! It's over!

It's over!

You lost the war!

- Long live the revolution! - Marighella lives on!

Pray for Prof. Menezes!

He needs it!

- Say a prayer, Father! - Take a look!

You've lost the war!

It's over. Caput!

Ol�, ol�! Supper was served without Marighella!

I don't understand.

He said he was going away for a while.

- Marighella! - I can't believe it!

- You saw the photos with Fleury? - Ah, photos!

What about the Dominicans?

How did they know about Marighella?

None of us knew.

Someone close to him confessed.

I was a Marine when I joined the Communist Party.

I have friends in the Navy.

I wouldn't be tortured there like here.

Jeov�, come up here.

Take heart.

Our Father, who art in heaven,

hallowed be Thy name,

Thy kingdom come,

Thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread

and forgive us our trespasses,

as we forgive those who trespass against us.

Here's the paper you asked for.

MARIGHELLA'S PARTNERS IN CRIME WANTED ON DOWN SOUTH

THE PRIEST WHO WAS IN THE BORDER

TERRORIST PRIESTS HAD FORMED A COMMUNIST CELL

THE PLACE WHERE THE TERRORISTS WERE HIDDEN

They say I'm the ALN leader in the South,

responsible for terrorists escapes

and contact with refugees in Uruguay and Argentina.

It's not true!

Everything's fair in love and war!

What did you think?

- What did you expect? - Wait a minute.

You only know your limits when you reach them.

If you eat stones, you shit bricks!

I know I'm no saint.

I'm no martyr and certainly no hero!

I couldn't stand it.

But at least I wasn't the first one to tell.

How did they know about Marighella?

- Who? - Fleury knew the day and the time.

Delicious!

Have some, Fernando.

Fr. Betto,

I'm worried about you staying here.

I've met some students and I think it's risky.

I'll take you somewhere safer.

I'm going to use the phone

to warn them we're arriving.

Fr. Betto, you're under arrest!

I want to know if all they say about you is true.

You can talk. No harm will come to you.

What guarantees do we have?

We've been tortured

and we're under constant threat, Your Eminence.

You weren't arrested during Mass, were you?

Guess who's here!

Let's go.

I've been waiting three minutes.

Start talking!

I know you got C�mara Ferreira out of Brazil.

Toledo, or whatever he called himself.

Where is he?

If you don't talk,

we can make the Dominicans look very bad!

One of Christ's disciple betrayed Him,

another denied Him

and a third only believed when he saw.

Our weakness began early.

Damn your uncle general!

Fatso, take this shithead away!

Fatso tortured me again.

And that was not all.

Son of a bitch!

I must wash it off.

It's all here.

- God bless you, Ad�o. - Amen, Father.

God, have mercy on us and blessed us.

Shine Thy light upon us,

so that we on earth may know Thy way.

Grant all nations Thy salvation.

May all nations praise Thee.

All nations praise Thee.

We give you shelter in the name of the Father,

Son and Holy Spirit.

Amen.

Thou shalt judge the weak with equity

and Thou shalt do justice unto the poor.

Thou shalt wound the impetuous with a word

and with a breath, shalt slay the impious.

No truce is possible between oppressed and oppressor.

Both Christians and communists are behind these bars.

It was for love of our people

and the fight for justice that united us.

One day, we will live as brothers,

around the same Father.

Food and drink shall be shared equally,

as at this table of the Eucharist.

Blessed are those who hunger for justice.

For they shall eat their full.

Blessed are the merciful.

For they shall find mercy.

Blessed are the peacemakers.

For they shall be called the Sons of God.

Blessed are those persecuted for their sense of justice.

For theirs shall be the Kingdom of God.

- And do traitors go to heaven too? - Judas!

Show some respect!

Now the trouble starts!

Silence, please.

If anyone has any complaints, speak up.

I wish Fatso would leave us alone.

Lord, hear our prayers.

I hope no harm comes to my wife and child.

Lord, hear our prayers.

I'd like to ask your God, Who might also be ours,

for us to win this war one day.

Lord, hear our prayers.

Blessed be the Lord of the Universe

for the bread we receive from Thy bounty,

fruit of the earth and the labor of man,

which for us will become the bread of life.

Blessed be the Lord of the Universe,

for the wine we receive from Your bounty,

fruit of the vine and man's labor,

which for us will become the wine of salvation.

May God be blessed forever!

The Body of Christ.

The Body of Christ.

The Body of Christ.

TIRADENTES PENITENTIARY

As far as "impossible", welcome!

We've been waiting for you.

These two cots are unoccupied.

Happy to have your guitar back?

Round and round a roundelay Round and round a roundelay

The jewel in your ring shines brighterthan the sun

A letter from Nildes?

- Is your sister well? - She's fine.

She's saving up to come and visit. It costs a lot from north to here.

We'll win the Cup!

Who'll be next? We are invincible!

- No one is likely to beat us today. - It didn't start yet!

Hey, jailbird!

How's everybody at home, Mom?

They're all fine. But what about you?

So far, we're all safe and sound.

The attorney will ask for your release.

The time is up, but no accusation has been brought.

They won't release us, but it might help.

They opened everything as usual.

Your father almost didn't get in.

They tried to take my clothes off!

Tito, Tito!

How are you, Mrs. Stella?

- I brought something for you too. - A lamp! How nice!

The people in the next cell said

the farm owner in Ita�na has been arrested.

Ita�na or Ibi�na?

Lbi�na.

That was so long ago.

- I'm sure it was a cruiser! - Are you?

Tito, where did you hide him?

Watch out, D 13!

D 13: Water.

L 5.

Splash!

Here it is, D 15.

D 15, drowned.

Fr. Tito.

He's over there.

What?

- Get up, we're going for a walk. - What's this about?

We're in military police custody!

You can't!

- Where are you taking him? - Not like that!

- Murderers! - Cowards!

- Where are they taking him? - Murderers!

You are approaching the gates of hell!

We've looked everywhere for three days.

A phone call told me that Fr. Tito is at the Army.

- At the Army? - At a secret place of the Army.

An insider must have called.

He just hung up.

What are they doing to my brother?

Don't worry, Nildes. God is with him.

Hey!

Please!

I must shave.

Can you lend me your razor?

Don't take too long.

God protect you!

MILITARY HOSPITAL

Do what you can.

This priest can't die any way.

You'll be excommunicated,

suicidal priest!

Tito.

Oh God! Give us a hand!

Be careful of his leg!

Careful! Slowly!

Mind his head.

Set the pillow, Betto.

I didn't say anything. I just remembered all those who died.

A general check-up, written down.

- Where does it hurt, Tito? - Everything hurts!

Here... And here?

Patient complains of generalized pain,

especially in the thorax and around the shoulders.

It's finished.

Want to hear?

"My case is the rule, not the exception.

Almost all political prisoners have undergone torture.

Many have died under torture.

Many have been left physically deficient.

They put their hope in the Church,

the only institution out of reach.

Its mission is to defend human rights.

One man suffers, the Master suffers".

Fr. Diogo.

The Army forbade Fr. Tito to renew his vows.

But you won't accept, will you?

Of course not.

What do you seek?

God's mercy and yours.

What do you vow?

I, Fr. Tito de Alencar Lima, profess.

I vow to obey God and the Blessed Virgin Mary

and St. Dominic.

I receive you into the fold, in the name of the Father,

Son and Holy Spirit. Amen.

Fr. Tito's statement is a denouncement.

You won an award from the American Press.

How dare you give a totally false statement?

But you know it's all true.

I was tortured for three days.

Getting beats and electric shocks!

No food, no sleep. And it's not all.

This denouncement must not come out!

But I insist his statement be transcribed.

You must understand that torture

is so awful, it cannot be mentioned!

What's happened?

They kidnapped the Swiss Ambassador.

They demand the release of 70 prisoners.

- 70? - They'll give a list!

Roberto Cardoso do Amaral, Roque Aparecido da Silva,

Samuel Ar�o Reis, Sonia Regina Ramos, Takao Amano,

- Tito de Alencar Lima... - Tito!

Vera Maria Rocha Pereira, V�nio Jos� de Matos,

- Washington Alves da Silva... - You're alright, Tito?

Wellington Moreira Diniz, Wilson Nascimento Barbosa.

Talk to us, Tito.

Sweetheart, it'll be better for you.

I'm not scared of being shot.

I don't want to be exiled of my country.

- So, you won't go. - I can't.

I don't want to be a traitor.

What Party do you belong to?

I belong to the Church.

Brazilian Nation so great

The yoke of servitude abate

Our freedom we must cherish

Or for our homeland perish

Our freedom we must cherish Or for our homeland perish

Our freedom we must cherish Or for our homeland perish

Brazilian Nation so great

The yoke of servitude abate

Dear family, the books arrived safely.

Mother's recipes are a great success.

We three are studying hard.

With each day, we become more assured:

Prison will never take away our freedom!

We heard that Tito went to Rome instead of Chile.

God be with you. Love, Betto.

They treated me like a terrorist priest in Rome, Oswaldo.

I couldn't stay there.

Paris is very interesting.

We've had meetings to discuss the Brazilian situation.

To see how we can help. Would be nice to have you there.

They all want to meet you.

You're respected by the exiles.

When I'm here, my heart is at home.

I hate priests, and anything can stop me from killing another terrorist.

Go on!

Who are the other terrorist priests?

I don't know!

This is just the start of what I'll do to the Dominicans!

He's hot on my heels.

There was no use coming here.

Hard to live with what we try to get away from.

You're bound to the ghosts who follow your anguish.

This wasn't the people's war, was it?

It was a war in the name of the people. That's different.

You're right. They took no part because the war wasn't theirs.

The time has come for a total democracy.

Against the dictatorship. Everyone included!

I must pee. I'll be back.

Traitor to the Church!

Traitor to Brazil!

The comfortable position of "auxiliary",

or "support sector" for a criminal organization,

whose aim is,

through turning Brazil into a battlefield,

the setting-up of a communist regime.

When uncovered, it will disclose, cynically,

that the Church is being persecuted in Brazil.

And thus offends the Church of Christ,

the Father of Brazil, ever since the First Mass!

Consequently,

the Council has decided, in part, in favor of the denouncement,

based on Article 14,

and sentences Fernando de Brito, Yves do Amaral Lesbaupin,

and Carlos Alberto Lib�nio Christo

to four years imprisonment each.

CONVENT OF LA TOURETTE

Priests don't marry because they're all "queers".

All fags!

Oh Lord, holiness is Thy way,

for God is great like you.

I call unto Thee, Oh Lord

May God hear my prayer

I look to Thee, Oh Lord, in my hour of need

At night, I stretch out hands

Yet my soul casts away comfort.

I remember God. I pity myself.

I meditate, yet my spirit weakens.

You refuse my eyes to sleep.

Forlorn and speechless.

The Body of Christ.

The Body of Christ.

Open his mouth for the Sacred Host!

Come back in, Tito. It's cold and late.

I can't.

- He stops me. - Who?

Fleury won't let me in.

He's not here. He's in Brazil.

No! He's here! If I go in, he'll beat me!

You must see the doctor again.

Betto, Ivo and Fernando are in jail.

But they'll be released one day.

What's the matter?

I'm waiting to be shot.

Why would they do that?

I betrayed the Dominicans and Brazil.

If you don't talk,

I'll crush you inside forever!

Traitor to Church!

Traitor to Brazil!

Kiss the Pope's hand!

I could have done so much, Oswaldo.

But I did absolutely nothing.

- A wasted life. - Come on, Tito!

You've helped so many in Brazil.

You were arrested, tortured, banished.

You've always been so strong.

You must fight back.

Better die than lose your life.

Shall we pray?

I can't anymore, Oswaldo.

I don't believe in anything anymore.

Neither Christ, Marx or Freud. Nothing!

- How are you? - Fr. Diogo, Dr. M�rio.

We have good news.

The appeal went through. Your sentence is reduced to 2 years.

Since you've been here 4 years, you're now free!

- What? - I said you're free!

They owe us two years of freedom!

You'll leave on St. Francis's Day!

And many presents for you, Tito. Sugar candy,

nuts...

Tito, see what Mom made!

It's lovely, Tito.

A book of folk poetry.

Your favorite records. Look!

My little cuddly bunny! I've missed you!

Daddy was so happy I came.

Nildes, not by day. Come to my room at night.

Why, Tito?

You'd better go back to your room.

What's the matter?

- He can get at us here! - Who?

Fleury! Go away! Go away!

Afonso said he'd be here in September.

But we arranged I'd be here every Christmas!

It's cold here.

But the nature is very beautiful, different. No sounds. No animals.

It seems so peaceful.

Tito, tell me about you.

I can't stand it here anymore. I must go back to Brazil.

I so miss my country and my people.

I'm so lonely here.

I want my language, my people, and my roots.

My people, Nildes! I gave my life for them!

Oh sweetheart!

I must find the strength. I must!

Traitor to the Church!

Traitor to Brazil!

What is it, sweetheart?

Ah, Tito, I can't leave you like this.

Send to dad a kiss from me,

and to everyone else.

I will.

To Dad and the others. They'll be so happy.

Oh sweetheart!

When the clearwaters of my stream dry up,

my soul will wither.

I then shall seek out distant pastures,

Where hate can find no roost.

On Spring days, I shall gather flowers from former days.

Thus I'll expose the memories of a somber past.

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