All language subtitles for The.Devils.1971_track4_eng

His Majesty has triumphed again!

I did pale beside the radiance

I didn't know she was interested

I wonder who His Majesty will

What divine benevolence.

- I haven't seen her at court before.

Really. Provincial bitch.

Encore! Encore! Encore!

A most original conception,

the birth of Venus.

I pray that I may assist you

where Church and State are one.

Amen.

And may the Protestant be driven

Come on, you Protestant

Come on, keep moving!

Put your back into it!

Move!

Move!

Get on! Come on, there! Move!

I won't tell you again.

Pull, you Protestant pigs! Pull!

Push it!

The religious wars

are over.

Catholic no longer fights

with Protestant.

We have survived.

And we owe our survival

to the wisdom and to the humanity

of one man,

Georges de Sainte Marthe,

Governor of Loudun.

For it was he who prevailed upon

to keep the peace.

And thus saved our city

Other towns were less fortunate.

And now our friend has been killed

People of Loudun,

as often as you see our city walls

standing, still proud and erect,

no matter what your faith,

then surely you must feel a need

to build a temple in your hearts

in remembrance of he

- Amen.

- Oh, hurry up, it's my turn now!

If they don't hurry, he'll be gone!

Is he as handsome as they say?

Oh, I can't see...

Yes! I can see the procession.

But I can't see

Yes! I can see him!

He's the most beautiful man

Sister Agnes! Sister Agnes!

Sister Agnes! Sister Agnes!

Why have you left your devotions?

They were watching Father Grandier.

We wanted to see the funeral procession

of Monsieur Sainte Marthe,

Satan is ever-ready to seduce us

Your prayers for Sainte Marthe

for not seeing his funeral.

That is the strength

Yes, I know, Reverend Mother,

and the Cardinal would have given us

The powers of your uncle the Cardinal

You are not satisfied

You should have joined the Poor Clares,

scrubbed out their vermin-ridden hovels.

- But Mother, I love our order.

scrub out the convent from top to bottom

and pray for the soul

Every Tuesday afternoon, an hour in bed

with the lace-maker's widow,

I mean, the hypocrisy of it.

It's no worse than his penitents,

They do it right there,

the blessed sacrament.

Grandier could have me anywhere, even on

- Shh! That's sacrilege!

Now, there's a man well worth going to

Don't look at me! Don't look at me!

I'm beautiful! I'm beautiful!

Take away my hump.

Christ, let me find a way to you.

Take me in your sacred arms.

Let the blood flow between us,

Grandier.

Grandier.

Translate as you go, line by line.

"Pleasure in lust is nasty

Weariness.

"And weariness follows on desire. "

Go on.

Oh! I don't like it! I hate it.

Your father sends you here

And we must not deceive him.

"But in everlasting leisure like this,

"lie still and kiss time away.

"No weariness and no shame.

"Now, then, and shall be all pleasure.

"No end to it.

"But an eternal beginning. "

Why are you crying?

I'm pregnant.

And so it ends.

You must learn to bear your cross

I'm frightened.

Yes, of course.

How can I own the child?

I am very frightened!

And there was such bravery in love,

All through those summer nights,

how unafraid we were each time

Remember?

We laughed as we roused the animal.

- And now, it's devoured us.

And we were to have been

- Did I really believe it possible?

Yes, I did believe it.

I remember leaving you one day,

I was full of that indecent confidence

As I went, I thought...

Honestly, I thought,

It could become a thing of such purity

that it could be worshipped

Everything is allowed. All is right.

And such perfection lends

hideous state of existence.

But what is it now? Hmm?

An egg.

A thing of loneliness, weariness,

sickness.

Where is love?

Where indeed?

Go to your father.

Tell him the truth.

Let him find some good man.

They exist.

Help me.

How can I help you?

Hold my hand.

Like touching the dead, isn't it?

Goodbye, Phillipe.

Don't be too long.

- Up your end.

Don't you dare.

Bring out your dead!

They're all dead!

Father! Father, please come quickly.

The chemist and the surgeon,

A delicate dusting of pollen,

eucalyptus pollen.

From the Greek kaluptos,

A trap for the heroic hornet.

Hymenopterous healer.

A poison to exorcise poison.

Kill or cure!

Yesterday, powdered mistletoe.

It's a recognised cure!

Leeches! Dried vipers!

Sarsaparilla and poppy heads,

Hornets?

Mother, please!

And what fresh lunacy is this?

- A crocodile?

Simian reptile,

Not the crocodile!

Turn your face towards God, my daughter.

You stand on the threshold

Bring out your dead!

- Bring out your dead!

- Bring out your dead!

Let us pray for her together.

We commend to thee, O Lord,

De Brou.

De Brou.

De Brou.

And although to this world she is dead,

And the sins she has committed

through human frailty

do thou in thy merciful goodness

forgive.

- Amen.

Where are you?

Hiding among the corpses, are you?

Come out, you coward!

- Where is he?

The priest!

No woman in the entire town is safe

- Neither mother nor daughter.

Necrophilia interruptus.

Virga distracta. Whores.

He stinks of sanctimonious whores.

Enough, sir. You slander my daughter.

- He's inside the house, Mr Magistrate.

There he is!

Despoiler of my child, my innocent lamb!

Even the most innocent lamb is destined

Her lily-white purity is stained!

Except in sermons,

Even lilies decay into rottenness, sir.

Catch!

I'll see you in Hell!

Walking on a living pavement

You foul, God-forsaken creature!

He ought to be reported to the Pope.

He ought to be prosecuted as well,

My cousin tells me

Well, you have your whores.

- It seemed a way.

I begin to understand at last

have a single purpose

Power, politics, riches,

I choose them with the same care

Monsieur Trincant,

My intention is different.

You see,

I need to turn them against myself.

And bring about your own end?

I have a great need

You're a blasphemy to your cloth.

I attend Mass daily. I love God.

And now that both my parents are dead,

I know I have a vocation,

You have the face of a virgin martyr

Very pious.

Respectful black weeds. Very becoming.

- It was my mother's.

Oh, yes, The imitation of Christ.

Solid silver.

And downcast eyes.

Hiding what? Virtue or lechery?

So you have one sin, at least.

Do you know why most of us are here?

Because you love Our Lord, Jesus Christ

Most of the nuns here are noble women

because there was not enough money

Or they were unmarriageable

Communities which ought to be furnaces

with the love of God are merely dead

Here is a book written by the founder

When you've studied it,

Thank you, mother.

God bless you.

I'm not surprised

of sanctimonious claptrap confused you.

Most religions believe

often enough they can contrive

A flock of trained parrots could

with just as little chance of success.

You can do more good outside

Among the Ursulines or the Carmelites,

you'll be hiding your light

Your place is here, in Loudun.

And your vocation

to give a shining example of wisdom

whose thoughts dwell

And now I must take confession.

Yes, Father, thank you.

Father, I have sinned.

And I have come to ask your forgiveness.

When did you last confess, my child?

You should know!

This is a church.

- You will speak with respect.

I mean, all those hours we spent

That's enough!

You will not wallow complacently

What about yours? What about your sins?

To confess is to seek forgiveness,

not to blame others. Be quiet there!

Oh, what shall I do?

Your humiliation is nothing.

If God wants you to suffer,

And accept that suffering gladly.

Go now.

Do not sin again.

And for your penance,

fast for the rest of the day,

praying for His forgiveness.

I absolve thee from thy sins.

Amen.

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.

- When did you last confess, child?

What have you to tell me?

I have suffered from pride.

We must always be on guard.

I worked all of yesterday

nursing the victims of the plague

God allows us satisfaction

I have also been guilty of anger.

Tell me.

Well, Sister Jeanne of the Angels

You are absolved.

Is there anything else?

Quickly, others are waiting.

I've had unclean thoughts.

Of what nature?

About a man.

- What is his name?

I think of him in the early hours

My bedroom is suffocatingly hot.

My thoughts are sinful,

My body, Father...

Do you try to get these thoughts

- Or do you like them?

Do you wish to be saved from this?

Answer.

I wish to take... possess...

Destroy me, I love you... him.

I love him.

In the convent, I would have been safe.

I love you.

Go to my house.

Wait for me there.

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.

But you were here only yesterday.

Yes, Father,

guilty of... What was it now?

If you have forgotten,

perhaps God has also.

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

Now and always, Amen.

Hail Mary, full of grace,

Blessed are you among all women,

Holy Mary, Mother of God,

pray for me, a sinner.

I want to tell you.

Yes?

You know the love-making?

Yes.

I want to tell you, Madeleine,

that amongst the clothes dropped

and the groping

and the sweating

and the soiled sheets,

amongst all that

there is some love.

Human love?

You understand it that way?

I think so.

Do I love you?

I think so.

Then what else can I give you?

I am a simple person.

I am a sinner, but I do not think

I would not be afraid to come

You shame me.

Go.

I've hurt you.

I've hurt you. Forgive me.

Go!

Oh, God, help me.

I love this woman.

Let us find a way to you together.

The fifth sorrowful mystery

Christ crucified.

As we say these Aves, Sisters,

let us think of the pain

when they nailed him to the cross,

left Him to hang there

Think of His most beautiful body,

torn by the nails,

the blood oozing over his hands,

which twitched with every hammer blow.

And He suffered all this for love.

For love.

Forgive us our sins!

Marriage? Marriage is a law of nature.

And therefore, a law of God.

I don't question whether marriage

but whether it is a right and proper

If you care to read every law

you won't find anywhere

In fact, marriage is exalted so high

Virginity is also praised

St Paul says that he who marries

but he who remains chaste

Then I am content

and leave the best to those

Christ never forbade

Most of them were married,

They gave them all up,

Out of convenience, not obligation.

I mean, can you imagine

traipsing across those endless deserts

Oh, no, they remained well

So there is no law of God

I...

take the words of Our Creator

"it is not good for man to be alone. "

You've almost put my conscience at rest.

Who is responsible?

Who is in charge here?

Speak, you have tongues!

I ask again, who is responsible here?

Baron de Laubardemont,

First President of the Court of Appeal,

Member of the Council for the State

and now His Majesty's

for the demolition of the fortifications

For what purpose has

the destruction of our town,

I thought you would have been the first

and the first to condone it.

They outnumber we

Every single Protestant in Loudun

throughout the religious wars.

Today's loyalty is no guarantee

I speak as I find.

Don't concern yourself with politics,

Grandier! Grandier!

I ask you once again,

where is His Majesty's proclamation

For a common priest you act

- Where is your authority?

By the authority of our late Governor,

Assuring me full powers until such time

Here!

His Majesty's proclamation

The matter of a few days,

Should one more stone be torn

will be dead before

Stop!

Work will cease from this moment,

- Well done, Father.

- Only you could have done that, Father.

Good, Father. Good.

We'll always think of you,

- Well done, Grandier.

- God bless you.

It is a simple matter to understand,

The self-government of the small,

The first step is to pull down

Yes!

So now it's the turn of our town.

- Is everything to be torn down?

It is a trick, of course!

Every time there's a so-called

somebody is trying to seize control

The significance of our walls

Yes!

Richelieu hates this.

He deceives the King.

If France is to fulfill her own destiny,

Yes!

Ignorant and crafty provincials like us

cannot see beyond the city walls.

And so they are ordered to be torn down.

Will it broaden our view?

Such men, sire, have little vision.

Their loyalties are to their cities,

Yes!

When a man is intent on power,

he can justify his actions

Fortifications provide opportunities

Yes!

With our walls gone,

at the mercy of any enemy, as weak

and as helpless as a country village.

And with the security

our freedoms would go, too.

We must write to the King,

and trust in his wisdom and justice.

No!

All the others if you like, Richelieu.

If you can manage it. But not Loudun.

We once promised dear old Sainte Marthe,

that we would never touch

of his precious city.

You would surely not expect us

No, Your Majesty.

Yes!

Yes!

- Out you go, pretty little birdie.

Another Protestant bird

Honorably done, Your Majesty.

Bye-bye, blackbird!

"Father Moussault was a very good man.

"It was God's will,

"We need a new Father Confessor.

"I have never met you, Father Grandier,

"but God has often put you

Bless this ring, O Lord,

May she who is to wear it

May she enjoy the peace of mind

loving and being loved in thee,

as long as life shall last.

"And so Father Grandier, I trust

"and provide us with

"Yours in Christ. "

With this ring, I thee wed.

This gold and silver, I thee give.

With my body, I thee worship.

And with all my worldly gifts,

In the name of the Father

and of the Son

and of the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

Grandier.

Grandier.

We should step out into the sunlight.

Bells should tell the world about us.

It shouldn't be night

Dear God, my husband,

kiss me.

Son of a lawyer.

Nephew of the learned

Educated for 10 years at the

As undergraduate, theological student,

as Jesuit novice.

At 27, after two years of advanced

presented by the Jesuits

with the important living

- Made Canon of...

With a progressive Jesuit upbringing,

it's not surprising your priest

If he were allowed to become

he would defend

And have command

in all Poitou, Your Eminence.

As long as Loudun stands, we will

Its fortifications must be demolished.

With the masonry, we could use

Except the rebel priest

- And neither will the King.

But in the fullness of time,

And what of the militant

He is far from whimsical.

If only for the sake

the priest must be humbled

But with that Jesuit background,

You know what they say,

"of a man's life

- "You'll never break him. "

Give me three lines of a man's

Doors!

I want to marry Grandier!

You're already married to Jesus!

Silence!

And do you, Madeleine de Brou,

take me, Urbain Grandier,

I do, most un-reverend Father.

Then I now pronounce us man and wife!

And they shall be one flesh!

Sister Agnes,

But it's true. The butcher told me

It happened last week.

I feel that I no longer have

And my confessor has advised me

that I can be of more use

Whore, strumpet, hypocrite!

Tell me you have no vocation!

Fornicator! Fornicator,

That's your calling!

Your place is in a brothel.

Get back to the gutter where you belong!

If only he'd seen me first.

My face under its coif,

like an angel's face

And my eyes...

Excuse me, Reverend Mother,

but our new spiritual director is here,

He wishes to see you.

Grandier!

Oh, Grandier.

Where is Father Grandier?

My name is Father Mignon

My letter was to Father Grandier.

Father Grandier regrets he cannot accept

the invitation to become

I am to be your new confessor.

He has very pressing duties in the town.

"Pressing duties in the town. "

I must address myself to God

Habit. Habit.

He speaks to me of love.

Lewd, wanton.

He plies me with caresses,

He enters my bed at night

that which is consecrated

And what form does this incubus take?

Cock!

Grandier.

What?

Grandier.

Are you aware, my dear, of the

Yes. Help me, Father.

But of course I can prove nothing.

This Mother Superior may be little more

Exactly.

Mere conjecture.

Is that not evidence enough?

Evidence of fornication, certainly.

Yes, but whether lay or clerical,

As you should well know, Mr Magistrate.

He has a point there.

I told you.

Take her out!

Surely our evidence

A blasphemous nuptial Mass.

Observed from the back of the church

And fornication.

I have it documented. 10:00, 4:00

Your patriotism does you proud,

Father Mignon's evidence

It must be substantiated, of course.

But if it is a genuine case

and if Grandier himself was proved

yes, I think it bears investigation,

I shall be only too happy to supply you

And I will comment on any chemical

May I attend as a disinterested party?

Father?

Certainly. If this is a genuine case,

She's already complaining

Fascinating!

Not unusual. Sense of false pregnancy.

- Known it before.

Wind.

Conjecture is useless.

We must send for Father Barre.

Good morning, Sister.

Are you well?

I'm very well, thank you, Father.

Excellent..

Are you there?

Are you there?

Come now, declare yourself

Dear Sister in Christ,

Will you kneel down?

Do you remember the first time your

Yes, Father.

I had a vision. I saw a man

I dried his person with my hair.

I had a great knowledge of love,

I could not rid my mind of this man

Who was this man?

There was a mist. I couldn't see him.

This is nothing.

Let's stop it now before we become

We are unconvinced, my dear Sister.

And if our conviction remains untouched,

I do not have to remind you

Poor Reverend Mother,

Speak. Speak.

It was night.

Name him.

- I cannot. It was dark.

No, six of his creatures were with him.

Then? Then?

He took me gently in his arms,

Each of his creatures took

Come here.

What?

She says she and her Sisters

to form themselves

- Shh!

Again.

And then my love and I,

ascended into Heaven

I have found peace.

The woman's mad.

- Morning.

Where shall I put it?

A bit chilly this morning.

That was no devil.

She spoke with her own voice.

That's enough!

Do not be so easily deceived.

Her very innocence is a sham,

By the cunning of Satan.

Be assured,

in some hidden recess of her body.

This medical examination will reveal him

This is a fiasco.

Find out when Grandier is away.

And your daughter may have

Yes, Excellency. Yes.

Well?

- Well, as a professional man...

- I don't like to commit myself.

Well, let's put it this way,

Don't mince words.

- Lust! She's been had, hmm?

Thank you, gentlemen. That's all I need.

- My beloved Sister.

- It must be extreme measures.

The fiend must be forced from you.

Consecrate the water, please,

Through that instrument, my child,

Christ, no!

- Do you hear me, Asmodée?

Unhand me, you Christ-loving runts!

You are within.

Forgive me. I didn't mean it.

Mercy now after your blasphemy

But Father Barre,

Sister Jeanne of the Angels.

You speak with many voices.

Christ protect me

Silence, beast!,

No!

Are you ready, Ibert?

- We are ready.

- Hold her steady!

I exorcise thee, most vile spirit,

- the very embodiment of our enemy...

...the entire stricture,

- in the name of Jesus Christ.

These priests are depraved!

It is they who are guilty of sacrilege.

She has been deliberately provoked

- They have desecrated God's house.

- Stop with this spectacle.

This is an offense

Who are these dissenters?

The smaller one is Legrand, the baker.

The other one is Rangier,

I think we might

in the catering trade, my friend.

Excellent, it looks

The tourist season

We need a larger theater.

The Devil, it seems, departed from

Who is responsible

Sister Jeanne of the Angels?

- Priest.

Of what church?

Peter's...

Tell his name.

Grandier.

Grandier!

Don't go tomorrow.

Hmm?

I must go.

If the city's to be saved, I must go.

Stay here and crush these slanders,

And lose the chance of a royal audience

While I'm away, the whole

Now go to sleep, will you?

Have you offended this woman in any way?

I have never seen her.

Then why has she picked on you?

Oh, I don't know.

Secluded women.

They give themselves to God,

which cries out to be given to man.

I mean, can you imagine being wakened

A dream of your childhood

or your lover

or even the vision of a good meal.

Now, this is sin.

And so you must take up your little whip

This is discipline.

But pain

is sensuality.

And in its vortex

My beloved Sister in Jesus

There's no reason, a piece of gossip

Anything found in the desert

And with hope comes love.

And with love comes hate.

So I possess this woman.

May God help her in her misery

And may God bless

and cherish you

while I am away.

You're accused of being

And in obstructing Father Barre's cure

You have rebelled against the will

and the will of his most holy

And in resisting officers of the Crown

you are also guilty of treason!

You are unrepentant heretics!

There is no act more vile.

You're traitors! You'll be executed.

NOW!

Please, leave us! We love God!

Stop!

God has revealed to me

that these good Sisters

are rattled with the fever that torments

The evil in her flesh

has infected the young

Sin can be caught

If Father Barre is right,

you may save yourselves yet.

You would not be the first

You are tainted!

The evil spirit of Grandier

Now you resist him,

You will scream.

Yes.

- You will blaspheme.

You will no longer be responsible

Denounce your devilish master Grandier!

And we will save you!

A quick word before I leave for home.

The King was very sympathetic.

After reading our petition,

he dictated a letter ordering

I could hardly believe

that so important a thing

The more I think about it, the more

by something more

Each morning I wake up

so strong as to be almost absurd.

The truth of the matter is

At the moment the King is smiling on us,

We will need help and courage.

Strange thoughts come to me.

I am like a man who has been lost,

Now, for all kinds of reasons,

and can think of myself

which includes everything.

And I know I want to serve it.

I want to serve the people of Loudun.

Pray for us all. Especially me.

Tell me, tell me.

- That's a left ventricle.

Sacrificed at a witches' Sabbath,

- Look, a consecrated wafer.

Grandier. Grandier?

That slimy substance

- And what's that?

Make way for His Excellency,

Make way!

I don't wish, my dear Father,

and I would never suggest

albeit one so close to the King,

should take precedence over God

Love me! Love me!

These raving women

Oh, you lovely man.

Acting on the instigation

So I understand.

Oh!

Most amusing. Pray proceed.

Kiss me! Kiss me!

Those are women, my darling.

No, don't touch them.

Gross things, nasty. Breeding ground.

No, don't wrinkle your little nose,

Take this scent. Some men love them.

This poor deluded priest, Grandier,

With your permission, sire, I'll begin.

Please do so.

But first I have a declaration to make.

This, sire, contains the Holy Eucharist.

Heavenly Father,

and that the maledictions of Dathan

if I have sinned or been at fault

A very commendable gesture. Bravo!

Leviathan!

Rouse yourself.

Rouse yourself in the name

Reverend Father, I notice that

in Latin, as is usual. Why is that?

They're not conversant

You understand, sire, that there are

I am a traveling monkey.

Quite.

Listen, filth, I'm going to speak

Grandier!

Father, may I try this?

What is in the casket, sire?

A holy relic from the King's own chapel.

A phial of the blood

Tell me, Father, what effect would

on devils such as these?

It would put them to flight.

- At once?

Of course, I couldn't guarantee

they wouldn't return.

Of course not.

Would you care to try?

In the name of Our Heavenly Father,

by this most sacred substance,

I am free.

- I'm free.

You see?

You see, Father?

What sort of a trick

Oh, Reverend, sir, what sort of

Have fun.

Goodbye, ladies. I am very pleased

Come along, my darlings.

...so is the Lord within thee.

Te Deum!

I know I am a weak, bad man.

But after this journey,

to summon towards myself

that lies in the people of Loudun.

The King has secured our stones.

Now we have to show him that

that lives in the hearts of men,

that greed and dissension

And with God's help,

we will change her walls to terraces

Save yourself, my daughter, save us all!

Dispel your evil seducer forever,

Give us peace! Give us peace!

Yield not to me

for His power urges thee,

You have turned the house of the Lord

And its servants into clowns.

You have seduced the people

You have perverted the innocent.

And was not that innocent child,

perverted by your blasphemous

It wasn't blasphemy!

We were married without guilt

He is witness to our love.

I have prostituted myself!

For Grandier. I have prostituted myself.

He promised to make me

He took me to the witches' Sabbath.

He bears the five marks of the Evil One,

the first mark is on the shoulder.

The second on the tongue,

the fourth, the fifth on his

If no blood flows

this is the true sign of the Devil!

No!

Call me vain and proud,

the greatest sinner ever

But Satan's boy I could never be!

I haven't the humility.

I know what I have sown

But do you, Reverend Mother,

to have your wish about me fulfilled?

I will tell you.

Your immortal soul to eternal damnation.

May God have mercy on you.

Seize him!

- On what charge?

Grandier is innocent!

This inquisition has been designed

- Arrest those men!

Evil! He is the Devil's filth.

This is a plot.

Stop! We must stop them!

A scheme to take him from us!

Our freedom!

For the sake of Christ,

Help him!

Forgive her!

She has been broken by the priests!

No blood where the tongue was pricked.

True sign of the Devil.

Ladies!

Please.

"This said priest, Urbain Grandier,

"six times between midnight and dawn

"on the night of May the 13th,

And remember, Sister,

any attempt to retract

at anytime will result in you being

but also in this one, as well.

Cut her down! Cut her down!

Is she dead? Is she dead?

She's still breathing.

This is Grandier's work, my child.

You'll never be free of him

Oh, Christ...

Oh, Christ...

I want...

Oh, God, I need...

I thought I had found you.

And now you have forsaken me.

The Baron Laubardemont tells me you're

Yes, I want to make amends.

Grandier.

I've wronged an innocent man, Father.

My poor deluded child.

It is not you speaking,

trying to protect Grandier.

The exorcisms have failed.

We must resort to other measures.

Did you sleep well?

With all this noise?

There are thousands out there,

where would you expect them

Besides, they're all too excited.

About what?

Oh, your execution.

I have not been tried yet.

All right. Have it your own way.

You are going to be tortured.

How is Madeleine?

I'm told she's putting the last touches

Good.

Have you thought of the pain to come?

It cannot be different

True.

Except of course, in its location.

It will be in you

I dread pain.

Well, perhaps the judges

Or perhaps, as one who has sustained

you will take to pain, its ugly sister,

I shall scream and admit to everything.

Oh, come, Grandier. A man like you?

All the more for that.

Why don't you offer up your pain to God?

You've lived by your senses,

I will try, Baron.

I hope you will pray for me.

Oh, I will, Father.

I will.

And I will pray for you.

You have one consolation.

Hell will hold no surprises for you.

May God have mercy on us both.

The evidence against you is irrefutable.

Your house has been searched.

Various manuscripts have been found.

Amongst them is this pamphlet,

directed against His Eminence,

You have also roused the temper

against His Eminence by denouncing him

Notebooks

and letters of a more

personal kind were also discovered.

A treatise on celibacy

The man appears to have been in love

We have also the written confession

What have you done with her?

Too distressed by realization

that she went through

with the accused

It was a real ceremony.

A simple act of committal

in the hope of coming to God

through the love of a woman.

We have also letters from women

One of which appears to suggest

that he committed sexual intercourse

under the very roof

For the love of Jesus Christ!

If you wish to destroy me,

Accuse me of exposing political

and I will plead guilty.

But what man can face arraignments

Old love letters

stuffed in drawers

Things kept for a day

that he was once loved.

To continue the evidence,

my lords,

we have heard testimony

saying how they were bewitched by you

We have heard real devils

speaking through the mouths

swearing again and again

And since, when duly constrained

the Devil is bound to tell the truth,

Lies!

Lies and heresy!

The Devil is a liar

If the Devil's evidence

the virtuous people

For it is against these

I had never set eyes

until the day of my arrest.

But the Devil has spoken!

And to doubt his word

is sacrilege.

You have totally perverted

This new doctrine,

Laubardemont's new doctrine,

especially invented for this occasion,

with fact or with law or with theology

but a political experiment

can be pushed into destroying

but one nation!

This is not a political trial.

The court will retire

Good morning, Mr Surgeon.

Good morning to you.

Good morning, Mr Chemist.

It's a razor.

- Must it be this way?

Well, Mr. Surgeon,

have all your studies and training

to be a barber?

You're in no position to judge others.

The court is waiting to pass sentence.

Just a minute.

- Have you got a mirror?

Wait.

There's this.

Harken all good people to me

For I've a tale of devils free

The first was in the soul of a priest

For he did bear the mark of a beast

The next was in the heart of a nun

And she was doomed as she begun

The third kept in a love they wear

Inside of a maid so young and fair

O harken all good people to me...?

Silence in court.

Urbain Grandier,

you have been found guilty

And that you used this unholy alliance

certain Sisters of the Holy Order

You have also been found guilty of

It is ordered that you proceed and kneel

at the doors of St Peter's

and there, with a rope round your neck

ask pardon of God, the King and justice.

Next, it is ordered that you be taken

tied to a stake and burned alive,

after which your ashes

It has been decided

shall be set up

The cost of this, yet to be ascertained,

will be chargeable to your

Lastly, before sentence is carried out,

both ordinary and extraordinary.

Pronounced at Loudun,

and executed the same day

Have you anything to say?

My lords, I am innocent of the charges.

And I am afraid.

But I have the hope in my heart

Almighty God will

glance aside and let my suffering atone

for my vain and disordered life.

Amen.

Come. Confess your guilt.

Then perhaps my lords

I have no accomplices.

These crimes are not my crimes.

We both know why

And we both know why

Devil! Witch! Heretic!

Ignore him!

What you see is not dignity

His calm is nothing

Clear the court.

We humbly beg of thee, Almighty God,

bless these instruments

and given to us for our sacred use.

Devils in pieces of wood now, Barre?

If they are not driven out,

by their infernal arts,

from being as excruciating

Then you would never confess

and your soul would be

Are you ready to confess?

I have been a man.

I have loved women.

I have enjoyed power.

That's not what we want.

You've been a magician.

You've had commerce with devils.

I exorcise thee and command spirits,

In the name of Almighty God,

to depart from this man.

Confess. Confess!

Do you believe in your conscience

that a man should confess to crimes

simply to ease his pain?

Hit!

Tremble not to think

Oh, God!

More wedges.

Please, God, don't let this pain

Any confession?

He called on God to give him strength.

His god is the Devil and its own.

Pay no attention to these tears.

- They are the Devil's tears.

There are 6,000 Christian souls

Tell me,

do you love the Church?

Not today.

Do you want

More benevolent, until it embraces

Then help us to achieve

Go to the marketplace a penitent man.

And by confessing,

that you have returned

By going to the stake unrepentant,

You give hope to unbelievers.

Such an act can mine

You are no longer important.

Well, think.

I was never

important.

Then make a last supreme gesture

Go away, Laubardemont.

You are becoming tedious.

Do you know that the King has gone back

The walls will come down,

- You have lost!

Sign it!

You will sign.

Get up.

What is this place?

The convent of St Ursula.

The place you have defiled.

Do what must be done.

Ask forgiveness of Sister Jeanne

I have done no such thing.

I could only ask

God will forgive them.

He always spoke of your beauty.

Now I see it with my own eyes

Look at this thing that I am

and learn the meaning of love.

Devil.

Devil!

Devil!

Devil!

Forgive us, O God, who condemned

For he presses on thee

who shall see the end of time to the

which is prepared for the Devil

For thee, this one and the angels are

Thou art the chief of accursed murder,

thou are the author of incest,

the master of the worst actions,

I must ask your forgiveness, priest,

But you can make a speech if you like.

And before the fire is lit,

It will be quick, I promise you.

I exorcise thee, creatures...

Confess! Confess! Beg forgiveness.

Forgive me for defending your city

Confess! Confess!

See how he flinches,

Confess!

I have finished confessing.

Give me the kiss of peace

Kiss the Devil? Kiss the evil fiend?

The Antichrist,

Never!