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.Donatella! .Here mama.

Look.

No!

.lt 's ok... .l saw her again. l saw the girl.

lt 's just a dream.

No. l want to go home. l have a really bad feeling about this.

.l want us to go home right now. .Don't be silly.

l don't care about this assignment. lt doesn't matter.

l don't want to go up there.

Dee, it 's a big opportunity for us. We can't just walk away.

l'll tell you what, when we're done here we'll take a vacation.

We'll go to ltaly.

We'll visit the little town where you came from, okay?

Right, you've promised me that before.

You don't realize how important this is to me.

For me to have you see where l was born. For us to be there together.

Promise me that we'll do it this time.

.Okay. .Say it.

Good morning. Oh, sorry. Time to go, boss.

.Okay? .Five minutes.

Russell... say it.

l promise.

There it is!

Beautiful.

Magnificent.

Okay, Pedro, hook me up.

Okay, boss.

There you go.

.Showtime! .Be careful.

.Always. .Let 's get yours, lady.

.Okay. You're set. .Thanks.

Be careful, boss.

.Get him up! .Take the camera!

Pedro, l need more slack! Grab me! Get him up!

Pull him up! Pull him up!

Are you alright?

Are you kidding! That was some of the best damn footage l've ever got!

Pedro, get them to drop me in the clearing.

.Okay boss. .Down, down, down.

Don't scare me like that again.

.You're going out there? .Come on, Dee, this is good work.

We're talking the cover of ''National Geographic''...

''Time Magazine''! Five minutes. That 's it, l promise.

.What are you doing? .Where you go, l go.

Remember?

''Till death do us part.'' Remember?

Okay. Okay, but stay close.

.Okay? .Always.

Pedro, get us some footage of the volcano. But keep your distance.

.Okay, boss. .Ready?

So remember, you promised to be careful.

Did you get it?

Don't get too close.

Five minutes, right?

Come on.

.Something's pissed our girl off. .This isn't a good idea, Russell.

Call the chopper.

Two minutes. Then we're outta here. l promise.

Look out!

.Do you know how much l love you? .Tell me later. Let 's go.

Hey, Pedro, get the chopper out of here, this thing's heating up.

We'll meet you back at the peak.

Okay, boss.

Let 's go!

Let 's go!

Drive!

Come on!

Push!

Go! Go!

Stop!

Let 's go!

Oh, my God!

Go! Go!

Oh, my God!

Take my hand.

We need help! Help, please!

.Russell! .Dee, give me your hand!

Take the baby.

l got you.

.lt 's okay. l got you, Dee. .lt 's okay. lt 's okay.

lt 's okay.

Hang on. Look at me. Hang on. l'm not going to let you go!

Come on!

Dee! Don't look down! Dee!

Dee! Look at me. Look at me!

l've got you. l've got you!

{Y:i}"Russe//,I'm so /ook/ng forward to hear/ng yourvo/ce,and you sm//e.

{Y:i}/ can't wait foryou to get back home.

{Y:i}The n/ghts are so /one/y without you.

{Y:i}/ m/ss your body next to m/ne."

Look!

Russell! l made it, your favorite.

Thank you, Mary. l can take care of myself.

This place is a pigsty here.

What?

l say this place looks like the place where animals live.

Dee wouldn't like this, Russell.

Dee's not here anymore, Mary.

She'll always be here. Now listen to me.

You know, now is not the time, Mary.

No, now is the right time. You've got to carry on, Russell.

lf not for you, for her.

Get out of this place you are in. Go see the light.

Be happy with her memories.

Remember her stories.

Russell...

she told good stories.

Yeah, she did tell good stories.

Hey, you, that devil is doing?

l'm sorry.

Race of cretin! Why the hurry?

l'm sorry.

You don't read road signs in America.

STOP

Sorry.

''Bambini'', the American doesn't know how to drive.

Bye, bye, American.

Angela, sit down!

Angela! Angela!

Angela! Angela!

Angela.

Come on, stop!

Hello?

Hello?

''Mr. Woods, please, you take the key and make a siesta.''

When l was a little girl, we had a big Cyprus tree in our garden.

My mother would read to me and l would just...

sit and stare up at its tall branches.

And watch the leaves dancing in the sky.

And then when l was five.

l was four.

My father helped me carve my name in the tree.

And then l spent my childhood waiting for my prince...

to come, and put his name next to mine.

l never imagined that l'd find him in America.

l want to take you there. To that tree...

and l want you to carve your name next to mine.

My sweet prince.

.She is a nice camera! .Thanks.

You are Mr. Woods, no?

lf you need film for your camera, my shop, she is there.

.How did you know my name? .lt is my business to know...

everyone who comes to San Andrea.

l'm Antonio Genolari.

lf you need anything at all, then you come to me.

l need some information.

ln San Andrea we say ''me for you.''

Okay. ''Me for you.'' Good.

My wife, her family's from here.

.The family name is Silvano. .Silvano?

.Silvano. .Let me think.

Do you know where they live?

.One moment. Giuseppe! .What?

.Conhece a família Silvano? .Silvano?

Feldano?

No Feldano! Silvano!

He says he used to work in the mine with a Silvano.

.Mama! .Yeah...

Do you knows the family Silvano?

.Yes. Why? .The American.

Yes, l remember Silvanos.

But they go to America. A long time ago.

.You a friend of theirs? .Yes.

.Do you remember where they lived? .Yes. See, l know.

Now take road above town.

{Y:i}There /s path up a h///, you see a b/g tree.

{Y:i}Make the r/ght. There she /s. Very c/ose.

Does speak English?

ls this your house? Because my wife...

mia''moglie'', she used to live here.

Hey, it 's okay, l'm not gonna hurt you.

Hey, what are you doing? Leave her alone!

Oh, it 's you again? Are you mad?

You Americans, you just think you can go anywhere...

with no respect for anyone, right?

l didn't mean to scare her.

.What is happening? .He was harassing Angela.

.This was a misunderstanding. .American?

Get off my land. Get off my land.

.Unfortunate! .You better go, now.

Unless you want somebody to get really upset with you.

l'm sorry.

Mr. Woods, as it goes?

We must stop meeting like this. You need anything?

Film processing?

Yeah. Actually, yeah.

l process myself. You want rush, or no rush?

.How long's it going to take? .One hour, maybe.

Maybe two.

Better make it the rush job.

So how is your visit so far? Did you find the house?

Yeah, Antonio, the girl who lives there.

Do you know her?

You met Angela. She is crazy, very crazy.

Crazy.

Where's the elementary school?

What?

This is San Andrea, not New York.

We go to same school, from baby to teenager.

My teacher she had the best.

.Antonio, the school. .Ah, the school.

You take a right, and a left, and she is here.

Okay.

Thank you. Thank you.

They were great. l am proud of you.

They did until the more. What do want more?

They will eat. Bye.

Oh, dear, you again? What are you doing here?

.Listen, about that. l can explain. .Explain what?

My wife, she went to school here.

She grew up in the house on the hill where the little girl lives.

l see. Oh, my God. So you're here to see where she grew up?

Yes. And l was hoping the school might have records...

maybe pictures of her. Something like a year book.

No, l'm sorry. Because until three years ago...

the church ran the school.

So all the records are at the monastery.

But l'm sure that if you go there and ask for Father Dominic.

.He will show you something. .Thank you.

.Hey, wait. What 's your name? .Oh, Russell.

Sylvia. Nice to meet you.

And where's your wife? ls she with you?

No. No. She recently passed away.

l'm sorry. l'm sorry.

Father Dominic?

Father Dominic?

Father Dominic?

lsn't it beautiful?

.Yes, very. .l am Father Dominic.

.l'm Russell Woods. .Have you come to pray?

No, Father. l was told you might be able to help me.

Oh, how so?

My wife grew up in San Andrea...

l was informed that the monastery kept the old school records.

.This is true. What is her name? .Donatella Silvano.

Ah, yes. l remember her. A beautiful smile. Smart.

Sometimes too smart.

They went to America. Her father was very ambitious.

He wanted the world for her.

ls she here?

No. Unfortunately she died a few months ago.

l'm sorry for your loss.

Please, wait here.

l may have something for you.

Ah, here it is. l just found the file with her photo.

She is there. Right in the middle of the picture. With her class.

Beautiful smile, eh?

You know, my son. We cannot always understand...

why our Father calls his children back to Him.

But if we open our hearts to the Lord, we will always find solace.

What 's on your mind, my son?

lt 's difficult.

Lately, l seem to feel her, everywhere l go.

Her spirit is with you.

But sometimes it 's so real.

Today, l was at her old house. l swear to you, she was there...

right in front of me.

l advise you to stay away from that place, my son.

lt 's okay. The old, drunk guy who lives there seems pretty harmless.

No, not Carlo.

The girl.

The girl?

.Angela? .She is disturbed.

Be careful, Mr. Woods.

She's just a kid.

''The Lord works in mysterious ways.'' The devil more so.

lt 's time for mass.

Mr. Woods!

l have your film, she is ready.

.Thank you. .l hope you're not bored.

There are many things to do in San Andrea.

The amphitheater, she is an ancient wonder. Over two thousand years old.

Then, of course, there is the nickel mine. Caves and tunnels to explore.

.Tunnel? What tunnel? .A legend says...

a secret tunnel runs underneath the entire town into the mountain.

But of course no one has ever seen these tunnels.

That 's why they call it a secret tunnel.

Angela?

Angela?

Angela?

Angela!

.You mind if l join you? .Comfortable.

l saw Angela today. At the mine.

lt 's understandable. She goes there often.

Her father was a miner, and he died when the tunnel collapsed.

What happened to her?

She was with her mother, they were struck by lightning.

Her mother died instantly. Angela was taken to the hospital.

Her heart stopped. The child was dead for almost twenty minutes.

And then, suddenly, she came back to life.

But she slept in a coma for two days.

And when she woke up, she couldn't speak. She acted strangely.

So people began to think that she was crazy.

.But she's not. .No. She's sweet, innocent.

Just misunderstood.

Dee! Dee!

Dee! Dee!

Angela!

How did you do this?

How do you know my wife?

What are you trying to tell me?

l told you to stay away from here.

Stopped!

You are meddling in a world you don't understand.

Angela is clouded by darkness.

lt would be foolish for you to remain in San Andrea.

Things might happen.

Things we cannot control.

Father, this girl is trying to communicate something to me.

l know it.

Show him.

Come.

.What 's this? .lt 's where she buries dead animals.

She will never communicate with you.

Because you are alive. The devil makes her talk...

only to the dead.

Come on.

Truth? Was his girlfriend?

l don't believe. You cannot have a girlfriend.

Yes, she was.

.Sylvia, can l talk to you? .Russell?

Children, continue to draw.

l need you to help me get into Angela's house.

Why? What 's going on?

Ever since l've been in this village, l've been seeing my wife.

On the streets...

in my dreams.

l'm hearing her voice.

Today l went to Angela's house and there's a painting of her on the wall.

Oh, dear. Russell, calm down.

Listen to me. A broken heart can sometimes make us believe things...

that aren't real.

Do you think l'm imagining this?

You said so yourself. You are seeing her face, hearing her voice.

l'm not making this up. l saw it. l touched it.

Look, you said Angela communicates through drawings.

.Yeah, that 's true. .And Father Dominic says...

...that she can talk to the dead. .And so?

So l think my wife is trying to tell me something through her.

.Get him out of here! .Carlo, l need to talk to you.

.Please. .He stays outside.

Just one minute. Wait!

lt 's okay. Come inside.

l told him about your wife and he agreed to let you in.

Where is it? Where is the picture?

.Russell, what 's going on? .lt was here.

.You've got to believe me. .l don't see anything.

Then they came and they washed it away. Look, it 's wet. Feel it.

Please, stop it. l can't hear anymore of this.

lt was here.

Dee is here.

Did Angela draw like this before l came to San Andrea?

.l don't know. .Sylvia, think. You're her teacher.

You're the only one who pays attention to her. When did she start to draw...

...these pictures, like this? .l don't... l've never seen them before.

Everywhere l see her, she's drawing these pictures. These circles.

ln the ''piazza'', in the mines. You know, she's obsessed with them.

They have something to do with what Dee's trying to tell me.

She's just a confused girl. That 's it.

She's not some misunderstood child, Sylvia.

l'm not crazy. These drawing have some meaning.

.We're going to bring her here. .Russell! Russell!

Even if you're right, you can't keep chasing that girl all over town.

.Where is Angela? .l tell you nothing.

What are you? Crazy?

Where is Angela?

.She is with her mother. .She went to her mom.

To the graveyard.

She was here. We must have just missed her.

Angela!

.Angela! .Oh, my God!

What is it?

.The date is the same. .Yes.

This is the day my wife died.

Angela and her mother were struck by lightning the same day that Dee died.

You said Angela died and then came back, right?

What if when she was gone, her soul somehow connected with Dee's?

Why did she come back?

Russell!

Nice and easy.

Don't scare her.

Oh, my God!

She can't swim!

Angela!

Sylvia!

She's burning up! Why is she so hot?

l don't know. Get us back to shore.

Her skin is on fire!

And one, two, three, four, five.

Angela, courage.

One, two, come on, kid, breathe! Three, four, five.

There she is. l got her. l got her. There she is.

Let 's go to see Dr. Bartoli at the monastery.

lt 's closer.

Help, please. She fell in the water.

.Where it is Dr. Bartoli? .Come here. Doctor, doctor!

Dr. Bartoli! Fast, Dr. Bartoli, come!

Put her on the bed there.

There's no pulse.

No heartbeat. l'm so sorry.

lmpossible. A miracle! The resuscitator. Quick!

.Do it! Do it! .Start the attempt.

Again!

.Come on, again, again. .Come on!

She has a pulse!

But why would she try to kill herself?

She wasn't. She was trying to warn us.

Of what?

She is stable, and we are doing all we can to bring the fever down.

She'll be okay.

.Thanks, doctor. .You're welcome.

You stay with Angela. l get to go.

.Where? .Find some answers.

What?

What are you trying to tell me, Dee?

Circles.

These circles.

Half. Full.

The Earth.

Waxing, waning, she's drawing the moon.

{Y:i}Anton/o!

{Y:i}-Anton/o/ Are you there? .Mr. Woods...

you make l should jump out of my skin.

lt 's an emergency.

What we're looking for is any unusual activity with the moon.

The moon. She is our emergency.

.Here, click on this one. .No, not that there, here!

.ls here. .Skirt then.

She's all yours.

Right.

Come on, come on, come on.

Ready?

She's for you.

Now my shop is your office.

{Y:i}Russe//,you've got to come qu/ck/y. it's Ange/a.

Okay, l'm on my way.

You know what l'm looking for, right? lf you find, l'll be at the monastery.

lt 's right.

Look for me!

Mother of God! Step away from the child.

Strap her down!

Father Dominic, what are you doing to her?

Father, leave her alone! You don't understand.

No, it is you who don't understand.

lt is the sign of the devil.

Leave God's house.

Go.

Mr. Woods!

The moon!

lt is like this, how you say, once in a millennium incident.

The moon, she is getting closer to the earth than she has ever been before.

.What is he talking about? .lt 's a unique lunar cycle.

ln five hundred years the moon hasn't been as close to earth.

...as it will be at the end of this cycle. .And what does this mean?

The gravitational pull creates tidal waves, floods.

This thing, the moon is going to break through its regular orbital plane.

The effect on the planet could be disastrous.

But we're nowhere near the sea.

Si, and soon it will be day!

Just because you can't see the moon, doesn't mean it 's not up there.

.Russell, what is going to happen? .What are you doing?

Angela's paintings.

We're waiting.

For what?

That.

What are you doing?

lt 's the mountain.

.lt 's a volcano. .That 's impossible.

Don't you see? Angela has been trying to tell us is connected to this.

There's a sea of molten lava capped into that mountain top.

.And it is getting ready to blow. .Mr. Woods, that is not a volcano.

l've been up to the top of her. She is beautiful, peaceful.

Like a sleeping child.

What happens when a sleeping child wakes?

We've got to evacuate the village.

Father, the mountain's a volcano.

l told you to stay away from this place!

.Father, we need to talk. .l will not speak...

with the devil's helpers. Leave, now.

There is a painting on your chapel wall...

showing the mountain top exploding. Fire raining down on the valley.

lt 's some kind of prophecy. Your mountain is about to erupt.

The child has made you delusional.

Father please, your people, they listen to you.

We have to get them to safety, and we need your help.

You don't know our people. You don't know our land.

There is no volcano. You speak lies like the child.

You want proof, l'll get it to you.

.Antonio, a flashlight. .ln the case.

.We need batteries. .Yes.

And a bag.

Antonio, have you got some tape or string or something?

She is top of the range. Like new.

Okay, come on!

lt 's okay. Take.

lt 's okay? Come on.

Antonio, come on.

Mr. Woods, are you sure about this?

Angela led me down here before.

There's got to be a reason.

Cover your mouth.

Does see something?

lt 's nothing. No, there's got to be something.

This is not good.

l think we should go now.

Just one second.

There's your evidence, Father Dominic.

Now. Now let 's go.

Everyone out! Hurry! Come on, get up.

Out! Out!

Antonio, get up.

Remain calm.

Be here.

Everybody please remain calm.

The worst is over.

Look! Look! Doesn't have exit.

Father, the mountain, it 's going to erupt.

You have to get these people out of here! Tell them.

We've got to evacuate the village! We've got to evacuate the village!

Don't listen to this man.

Witness for yourselves...

our fiery volcano.

Look!

.Listen to me! .When did you listen to me?

There is...

your volcano!

l could really use your help here because they think l'm crazy.

And they think you're crazy, too, and l know you're not.

l know you have something to tell me.

l need to know what it is. Do you understand me? l need to know.

You understand?

Come here.

Oh, my God...

you're burning up.

Antonio.

Ask her what do we need to do.

What are you trying to tell us?

Please.

Everything is well.

.lt 's no use, Russell. .No.

No, l know you know.

Angela...

it comes from underground. Antonio, underground.

.Underground! .ls that it? That 's it? That 's it?

You see, it 's not coming from the mountain. From the underneath us.

That 's it.

That 's it.

We have to run! Run! Run! Run!

Escape!

Escape!

Help!

Oh, my God!

Leave!

Leave! Leave!

Help!

Emilia!

Get away from the windows.

The school bus is on fire.

The children they are trapped!

Take care of Angela.

For there! The school bus it 's setting on fire!

Sorry.

Angela!

Angela!

Get back! Get back!

Sylvia, get the kids in the back. The front, there's too much fire.

Come on, come on.

Okay, here.

Sylvia, bring the kids. Come on. Come on, hurry.

Come on, don't be afraid.

Come on. Jump down!

Come here.

.That 's right. .Fast.

Sylvia, tell them in the back.

Tell the people in the back to come up the hill to safety, okay?

.All should go up the hill. .Yes, lady.

.Where's Angela? .l don't know.

We've got to find her. Come on.

Father! The lava's heading this way. We've got to get people out of here.

These people have sought sanctuary.

Let us pray.

Let us pray.

Our father, who art in Heaven...

hallowed be Thy name...

No!

You can't!

Sylvia, tell the people to come.

You may come. All of you.

Hurry, maybe there's a way out.

Fast, fast, come on.

Come on.

Courage.

There's a light. Look over there. lt might be an opening.

Come on, come on.

Push. Push! Come on!

Get up.

Antonio! Antonio!

Help Sylvia!

l'm going to go get Angela.

Mr. Woods!

Come, let 's clear the entrance. They should avoid the fire.

Come on, hurry up. Come on, hurry up.

{Y:i}Ange/a!

{Y:i}Ange/a!

{Y:i}Come on. Come on.

{Y:i}Come on,Ange/a.

{Y:i}Come on.

{Y:i}Take my hand.

Fast!

Come on! Come on!

Angela!

Bastard!

Sylvia!

Bye, Angela.

She will always be with you. Your Donatella.

Look.