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- Under the Restoration my parents, Martin and Marie Ferral,

Were sharecroppers operated by Count Nansac,

Owner of the Perigord region where we lived.

For defending himself against the people of the count

My father was sent to the galleys, where he died.

Left alone, my mother and I took refuge in the forest.

Nansac But we found there and we persecuted

Until my mother died, exhausted by hunger and cold.

Orphaned at age 8, I share only on the roads.

I had one goal: look for work,

Become a man and revenge.

I was starving and I was collected by the priest of Fanlac

Pierre Bonal.

He took me to the rectory where he lived with Fantille brave, good.

Outset, he considered me as his son.

I owe him everything.

It taught me to read and write,

He taught me history, geography , catechism.

And there he had great difficulty.

He preached me the love of neighbor, but I could not forgive.

And I reached the age of 20 years

Living among the friends of the priest Cassius, a revolutionary

La Ramee, a shepherd who could forget that he had Austerlitz

With The Emperor

And the knight Galibert

A noble and generous as good Nansac that was criminal.

I found Lina, the daughter of Géral ,

A farmer with whom we worked.

And I loved him.

Not without fear his mother Mathive,

As an old maid Geral had married.

I remember I was almost happy.

The Jesuits

Restored in France recently came preach intolerance.

They wanted the departure of priests

Who had sworn to the Constitution.

Bonal was one of them.

With the Jesuits, I saw the Count, his daughter Galiote

And Dom Enjalbert, the chaplain.

One of the guards of the castle having insulted our priest,

I corrigeai publicly.

- This is your warning, Count.

- Come check!

- What I was afraid! - Not me !

- Jacquou! My Jacquou! It's worth...

- Austerlitz!

- Almost!

Come tell it to the priest.

- You hurt? - No.

- Refresh yourself.

- My father was a peasant like you .

I have always lived in this parish.

What if God called me to other tasks...

- What happens?

- This is another blow these bastards priests!

- But now I must leave you...

- We leave, Father?

- Yes, my friends. I'm not a priest.

- This is not possible!

- We do not accept it!

- For us, parishioners and priests

It is a duty to submit to the authority of the bishop.

And its decision to ban me...

Must be respected.

Believe it costs me.

I can no longer say Mass.

Even this present Sunday...

Ni administer the sacraments.

- Why were you banned? - What for ? Yes !

- Everyone loves you here Monsieur le Cure.

- Thanks.

Brethren, I owe you the truth.

During the Revolution, the priests have had a problem of conscience.

The property of the clergy had been confiscated.

The Constituent Assembly therefore decided

Remunerate ecclesiastical, which therefore had to be sworn

With the Constitution, the king and the nation.

This Constitution, I, Bonal

Humble parish priest of this country, I approve of.

It made fairer and more humane

A social order based before

On inequality of men...

Which we all suffered here.

This Constitution, the king and the nation approved of.

I, in good conscience, felt my duty

To take the oath, as a citizen.

- What is it wrong with that? - It was for the Constitution.

- Yes!

- This oath, it reproaches me.

It asks me to recant publicly.

Parishioners protest.

- And that, I can do it!

Understand me...

This oath was not about dogma.

I lent conscientiously.

I can not recant!

Everyone protests.

- So I have to go.

We wonder, I obey.

- But we must refuse! - Yes !

- Stay with us!

- For the peace of the Church... For Peace The Church

I will obey, without resistance or murmur.

I love you all

Like my children.

I had hoped you hear a long time

The word of God.

Then finally rest in the cemetery

I've led so already.

Alas, God...

Has not decided.

Farewell, my dear children . Farewell.

- Well, I who was thinking...

Now, I doubt!

- This is shameful! - Should it remains.

- It was the rich pay. We not forgive him.

- Best pastor of the region! - The only !

- It's true!

For once, I agree with you.

- My God! What will become?

It's his fault too! He always lets do it!

- It is so good, our priest!

But you see, God will not abandon.

- I understood that blows always came to the same side.

The ultras, as they said. The Nansac from here and elsewhere.

- Come Jacquou... - This is not possible.

- If, alas.

Remains to what we will do.

- This is an injustice, knight! We can not accept injustice.

- This is another round of these Jesuit foxes!

- They put crosses on the trees of liberty.

- Always You believe that this is not the fault of the king!

- Yes and no. These are his ministers, ultras!

- Yes, but who appoints them, ministers? Not me !

Charles X is responsible.

- Yes, but... - There's no "yes, but..."

When the king is wrong, ministers are bad.

- They return the exiled. - The better!

- If things go wrong, you quickly understand. - Yes, there will be anarchy!

- No! The Empire!

- You, shut up! - If I want !

- The priest, we must do something!

- Come, my friends...

Every Christian knows endure injustice.

- God did not want injustice, but love.

- We must resign ourselves and understand.

- That to understand, we understand !

- Let us beware of the sin of pride!

- This is a disgrace, the cure! - Especially asinine!

The bishop's crazy or those hypocrites deceived him!

- If he did so, is that he had his reasons.

It's not for me to discuss them.

The future may enlighten us. - We will see !

My friends, patience and resignation of our parish priest

Prove that he is worthy of our respect.

We, parishioners have the right to act otherwise.

- No, Jacquou, stop! - No, priest!

You're right, Jacquou!

My friends,

My origins show you my attachment to the monarchy.

But the traditions that make the greatness of the nobility

Of tolerance and justice!

Do not forget than before, thanks to kings of France

It was the people who elected the pastors

And bishops!

Even the popes! - The Popes?

- Even the popes!

These privileges, the kings are tried to confiscate us!

This is not a reason not remember us!

In our situation, I do not say one word

"On paper!" - Yes.

The parish will prepare a petition to the bishop.

- And why not? A dog looks good bishop!

Us address her speech.

Agree? - Yes !

- Good! Since only 2 or 3 know sign

Countersign a notary act.

Come, Jacquou! Go get a table and writing.

- Knight! Let me call you citizen!

- Cassius, it's not me that word approved, but coming from you,

I am pleased!

- Vive le Chevalier!

- At Antoine...

- I know not write.

- Make a cross.

- Where? - There.

Thank you.

Jacques... You know write? - No.

Then do a cross.

There.

Thank you.

Mark.

You can write? - The 1st letter.

- While doing a cross.

- I can not write 1st letter of my name?

- If!

There.

- There. - Thank you.

Everyone signed? - Yes !

- Now I will tell you I do not know

What will happen.

The high placed people do not see things as us

Nor should they see.

Does Will eventually into water coil, in broth andouille?

You see the good!

But for me, I said: if one takes from us our priest

I commend plus feet in this church!

If we send another it will tell its own mass!

Let us remember: the dog is strong on his landing

The cock on his dunghill. - Congratulations!

- This, Mr. notary.

- The Knight went to see the bishop with the petition, but in vain.

The latter did not return its decision.

- A bishop like that! Better not I meet...

- You can not push you a little? Do not you see that working?

- As I work. I'm thinking.

- The Concordat, it is The Emperor who signed it?

- I leave confident knight. I know that with you

And Miss Hermine my poor will be well cared for.

- My poor cure!

We will try, as regards the material charity

But in terms of moral consolations...

- Hermine replace me very well in this regard.

- Everything is loaded.

- Good.

So, La Ramee, do not you come with us?

- No, Father.

The guard dies and does not surrender!

Laugh! I stay here, but you will come back .

- I do not often agree with La Ramee

But for once, he's right.

- Yes, if you had stayed here what they would have done?

We're all for you in the village. - No.

It is better from and wait until all have understood.

- My son...

- Go, go!

- Understood what?

- But you're still here?

- No. We leave.

- I present your successor, Villar priest.

- Welcome.

You can sit.

My move is complete.

- You do not take all your furniture?

- It's all there.

- This is a good cure?

- You will only have to rent of your faithful.

- I told you. You will change things,

But everything will be fine.

- I wanted to ask the price...

The rate for the sacraments

Baptisms, funerals, weddings, blessings of marriage bed.

- The price? I do not have any.

- That's it, exactly.

Your rates were not very accurate. Is that right?

- Those who could pay.

- There are many poor in the parish.

If I may, we must leave.

- Tell me. - Everything will be fine, you'll see.

- So, my brave, you smoke a pipe?

You are not talkative.

- It depends.

- So, is it

I do not believe you? - That could be.

- You're not much bothered.

- I like that.

- Hey!

How do you find, the hare?

- I know not what I'll do.

- It starts well!

- It's nothing. Everything will be fine, you'll see.

- My old friend...

- It's a bit my life that I leave.

- Not for long. - You think so?

Young man, I liked life in the fields.

I had made the sacrifice to God.

God brings me back.

- Your pastor, I would not meet him at the corner of a wood.

- After the chestnut woods, we reach .

Yes it is fine, my successor.

And now the home of my ancestors.

- You'll be fine here.

- My God, I ever be able to do myself!

- Fantille, you are kind!

- I'll bring La Ramee, go!

With his pipe, it will scare mice.

- In the morning, you'll see, birds will prevent you from sleeping.

- And since we are become farmers...

We will cultivate our garden.

- You read "Candide"!

- There are good things in Voltaire ,

Even a priest! A former priest forgiveness.

Go to work!

- With the well 3 leagues fortunately you're here.

How else would I do?

- Be careful walking.

- And then there is a walk!

- As I was sure, is no bread oven!

Here... Take that.

- If there is no oven, God will provide.

- So I expect to firm up.

Luckily I brought a bread Fanlac.

Well... Well, I'll wet soup.

- I found it in the barn.

- The laces... It was my father.

When I was small, he took me raise.

- My father also poached...

Necessity.

- I believe than mine did for fun.

This is more serious.

You see what a priest I do!

Poacher, perjury, outrageous even!

- This is not true.

- Woe to him by whom they come!

I did not want to, but it has happened.

- The others have caused.

They will meet one day.

- This oath, you know...

I acted according to my heart.

But God, then, he was with me?

- Is this your fault that these people returned?

- I regret nothing. I would do it again...

More...

Sometimes, too, I do not quite understand.

- Mr can pass table.

- No. Now we dine together.

Adds 2 covered for you 2.

- More... - Come on, put two plates!

There are more conveniences.

- My God! You have allowed this!

- It bothered me a lot to have dinner alone.

But you see, God gives us always the consolation.

- Life in The Granval this house, forest,

The birds crossing the courtyard in the morning

All had close me of my childhood.

And, even more than before, mine were present.

Lina also was closer.

I was going to join every nights when I knew the field.

- Fantille, What time can it be?

- It must be 4 h, 4 h 30.

- Well... I'll go look Bars nails.

- Nails? -It Remains almost.

- And those of yesterday?

- They had not yet arrived.

- Oh!

Oh, Father... - Well, what?

- Your cassock! - I do not you like me like that?

- If, Father. Sorry. I am going crazy, me!

Man Mr. priest! It is shameful !

- But I am a man, Fantille!

A man like any other. - No, the priest.

- And if there is no priest here or law or of fact..

So, call me by my name.

- But it's been 20 years I call you like that!

- You shall make you there! Bonal, it's pretty, after all.

- This I certainly could not!

- Okay, so... You call me Peter.

- Peter! - Yes.

- That, never!

- So I do not see.

- I'll call you "our gentleman". There !

- If you like. - The cure...

- But!

Do not make that face!

- They have taken everything from you.

- Come on, no resentment!

- What did we have left? - It is the will of God.

And it is wiser than you.

Well, I'm Pierre Bonal

Peasant farmer's son once more.

- You could, one last time...

The priest!

- My son!

I can say now.

And your nails, you forget them?

- No...

Well, I'm going.

- Do not hurry. We will wait for dinner.

- Yes. Goodbye. - Goodbye.

- Finally, the priest... - No...

- No, "our gentleman" you will not stay in disguise!

- How disguised? A good cloth coat!

- Those that have done this not prevail in heaven.

This is what I ask in my prayers.

And what do I do! I not stop!

Get me your cassock I lava

Mr. Bonal.

- You're late today. - Sorry.

- What did you say? - "I need nails."

- Again?

- Oh, Lina!

More I see you, the more you're pretty. - All the boys say that.

- There are some who say to you?

- Sure, but I do not believe them.

- And I...

Do you believe me?

- Maybe...

- "Maybe" only?

- So a little.

- Lina, I...

- Listen to me!

My mother calls you tomorrow. - She invited me?

- Yes. She asked me earlier.

- So she knows we can tell. - We must believe.

- She said nothing? - No !

- Oh, Lina!

- What do you think?

- At anything. I'm looking at you.

You've been doing it all your life!

- You're a flatterer. This is a bad thing.

- Relax a little.

- If you like.

My father said

"When we have done all we can, we did everything we should."

I did everything I could.

I begin to feel my back.

Man is made to work. And all the work

There is no healthier than earth.

- Yes, like that...

When the earth is yours.

- It will be yours, Jacquou.

- To me? - Yes.

I will leave La Granval.

- But I do not want! - Yes Yes.

- I am happy here. I need anything.

- I have only you the world, my son.

Accepts!

Accepts for me!

As you said when you were little.

This will be the revenge of your childhood.

- Yes.

- As the saying knight

" Freedom and bread baked goods are the best."

Eat bread kneaded by his housekeeper !

And the fact we sow wheat ,

The middle of the nature that calls you to peace

And moderation.

The wise ask no more.

You will know it all, you.

But I hold back, with my chatter!

You'll be late.

- Late? - Your nails not arrive?

- You noticed?

- Yes. And her name is...

- Lina.

- Lina?

It's pretty.

- You know her?

- No. But it is surely fine.

- Oh, yes!

- I can not marry you.

But I will take you to church, you want?

- Thanks.

Song in dialect.

- The basket is nearly empty.

- I go. - No stay.

You have not yet sung. Jacquou will help me.

You come?

They continue to sing in dialect.

- Well, Jacquou...

I'm glad you came.

I thought you were angry. - No, ma'am.

- Oh, "Madam!" Call me Mathive.

You're more a stranger here.

- Well, Mathive.

- Here, help me keep the cart.

That must make you funny to find you here.

- A little.

- Top is the attic. Do you remember ?

It is full of wheat.

Here is our room, now.

We did a lot of changes, you'll see.

That's good, right?

All my memories are there.

You see that dress?

I wore it to the city.

- In town?

- I lived in Montignac before.

You know the town, Jacquou?

- No.

Finally, a little...

- You could.

You remind me of the men of the city.

- I am a peasant, though.

- You're not like the others.

Well, I can not.

Try, you!

- There.

- You see, a man is useful.

Here, look!

You see...

All this will Lina later.

Géral leaves him.

- Geral is a good man.

- But he is very ill.

Since its last attack, it can hardly speak.

So...

Everything field to lead alone.

Often, I'm tired.

- Guilhem helps you.

- He did his best, but...

Is not educated like you.

- You you draw very well.

- Not too...

But I think Lina, it is for her.

So...

If I had a young man valiant like you to help me

Everything would be better.

Nina finds you to his taste, I think.

What about you?

- Yes, Mathive.

- Why do not you come work here ?

You would direct all!

- Thanks.

- I speak seriously, Jacquou.

- I wish, Mathive, but I support the cure Bonal.

He is alone.

- Explain to him, he will understand.

- I can not, Mathive.

- Think!

- He took me in when I was begging .

It would be a betrayal.

- Well...

- Lina, she had understood.

- One comes to end, of these weeds.

I think we will have a good harvest .

- I think so too.

- So you stop?

- I'm not like you, me.

I'm tired.

- Youth!

Well, I also stop me!

- If we returned?

- If you like, yes.

- Jacquou! - Yes.

- Someone wants to talk to you. - I arrive.

John!

- I heard you were coming here at the priest.

So I came to see you.

- You say "you"?

- Well, yes... I do not know, but you got almost like...

You're almost like a gentleman. It intimidates me.

- I, a gentleman?

John!

- At your age, Did you work well?

- At my age!

But you want to bury me, Fantille.

- You'd better warm, in a church

Instead of working in the nettles.

- It is the will of God. Thank him.

- God? When I go to join him, I'll tell him 2 words!

- This is it!

John!

You'll stay for dinner? - But...

I have... - The canopy is already set.

- The moment Fantille decides, you can not refuse.

- Fortunately I decide. You, the priest, to order...

- No "the cure" Fantille, eh!

- I can not, our sir. Are so long, the cure!

- Well... Well, let's get to eat!

Look, John, sit down!

- My friends... here I am!

- Chevalier, what joy!

- I invite me to eat with you.

- Welcome! Fantille adds a covered.

- Very good!

- Hello, Jacquou.

- Jean, a friend of Jacquou. - The friend of my friend is my friend.

- Chevalier, take a seat.

- Do not disturb for me.

- I put a big chicken in the soup.

- Good!

My friends, I bring you great news Fanlac.

- It's nice of you. All is well ?

- Villar The priest is disliked.

He made bad impression.

It not hold long.

- How can you tell? There are only eight days he is there!

- Must be judged on the mine. There I will not quote the proverb.

When I saw you,

With your look a little rough...

I thought: "This is a good priest."

Was I mistaken? No. Good. So !

Well, anyway...

Everyone is suspicious of him and yesterday a woman...

- Is my soup!

- Knight... - Yes.

I was saying...

Anyway, everyone is wary of him

And yesterday a poor woman, that of the old blacksmith...

- Yes, a good woman...

- A good woman, indeed!

She told him he was not good to throw to the dogs!

- Oh, my friend!

- You see, all is well!

There will be no large- world to Mass tomorrow morning!

- And you're Catholic!

How can you talk so?

It is religion that will suffer.

- Religion! Religion !

- They began. The knight warned them.

- That's right! I predicted everything that happens.

- Tomorrow, we will not go to mass. - You will go to Mass!

- So with you.

- Surely not. My presence would make scandal.

You go to Mass every two ,

Fantille and you. - And who will prepare my soup?

- Well, me! - Oh!

- There is fire under the pot. I'll take care.

- What will we see more, my God?

- People came hunting wolves by here with your father.

- Yes, I know.

- Earlier, at the table, I watched you.

I thought seeing him again.

- Oh, no, Jean...

My father was...

The last time I saw him, before it stops ,

He gave me his knife and said:

"Jacquou I need you replaced me

." Be a man "

I tried

- In 10 days, you shall wolf hunting.

. I . take him, huh

- Since the vigil at Mathive, I had not seen Lina

That day, I wanted to join her..

- You got no right! - Not allowed ? And since when ?

- Since now! - 20 years that I have in this field!

- Well done! You will go out.

- This is a common pre meadow. - This pre belongs to Count!

Are barriers. - Not long ago!

- You go right away or it will cost to you and your sheep.

- Well, I not go away. You can always wait!

- Beware! These are the orders of the count.

To start, give me a sheep or two to fine.

- Ewes? Two sheep?

Here! Both get killed on the spot!

- This is what we'll see! - Stop!

Leave it! This meadow is the common.

- The count all over again. - He had no right.

- You have no right.

There are barriers. - I've crossed.

This path must be freely accessible.

- But you're not from here. - I was born on this land.

- You? I doubt !

- Martin Ferral ... Remember!

I'm his son.

- The son of the murderer? Carrion, you'll see!

- Mascret!

Sir, we go astray.

- Do you believe?

I'm used to guard.

- These lands were taken from us when ruled strength while.

- They were made to the nation.

- King, income, has restored our rights.

- No, no your rights, privileges.

- My father is all-powerful here.

You accept...

Or you go!

- I remain!

Kill me, like my father.

- Take your flocks and go.

- But the fine, miss? - I act as would my father.

Last warning!

As for you, sir...

If you are familiar with the road,

Take it.

Maybe you will find souvenirs.

Farewell!

- This, then! You know what happened, then?

- No. But go home.

- What?

- Go home!

- Oh...

So... tomorrow!

- Tomorrow. Where will you be ?

- Where?

Here!

- It was late when I arrived in the valley

Where Lina kept his animals.

- Hey!

- Where is Lina?

- Ben, you know: it is not there.

- It's coming?

- I do not think so.

- Tomorrow?

- Tomorrow either. Now

It is I who keep animals.

She, she works at home.

That's better, right?

- Thanks.

He laughed.

- Hello. - Hello.

- Where is Lina? - Mathive is there.

Lina is above.

- Hello, Mathive.

- Oh, Jacquou!

Ben between!

Sit down.

You going through with us?

- That is to say, I switched to pre and...

- And you did not see Lina? - Yes.

- She goes there. It is too tiring for her.

- Ah...

Well... - She has a fragile health.

So fields all day...

You look bored?

Ah, yes. You often saw there.

- Finally, often...

- If you came to work here, you would see.

Have you talked to the priest?

- No.

- So if you want to come, I can not force you!

I can let you see more Lina.

- This is impossible!

You can not do that.

- It's starting to talk. This is not good.

I know you of attraction for one another...

When two young people see themselves too often

You know what it is: talking, talking...

It's a shame for Lina, but...

You will find another party.

Farewell.

- Good.

If it is not lawful for me to see Lina,

Nobody will stop me to love

Long as I have the life in the body.

Farewell!

- Jacquou!

- Farewell, Lina. - No !

I'll wait for tomorrow to Gour.

- Tomorrow? - Yes.

At three hours.

- My love...

Oh, my love...

- Lina!

Returns!

Lina!

- Lina Ma...

What will become of me without you?

- Hopefully.

- I could never.

- Look at me, Jacquou.

I'll always be there.

- Lina...

I love you.

- Shh!

You know...

Me too.

- Always?

- Yes.

's Death.

- To the death!

- You know the legend?

- No.

- Here formerly lovers came.

They were sworn.

What if one of them... - If any of them?

- If one... Oh, no, it's too sad!

Lean, I see your face.

Jacquou, I love you.

- I love you, Lina.

- You'll shoot on sight? - To enforce the property.

- Shoot! We are free men.

We will defend ourselves. - Well...

You do not want to hear anything, then you will see.

Count gives orders.

I will comply. - Try it and see!

My God! La Ramee

Must prevent.

- It must be on the pastures! - My God ! Go quickly !

- What's happening? - The guards Mascret shoot on sight.

La Ramee is on the pastures. - My God ! Quick !

- What they want, those?

Oh, say so!

Does not scare my sheep!

Should not touch my sheep!

No, not my... Not my sheep, my God!

Not my sheep!

Bandits!

Wild Hogs!

The sheep bleat.

- Oh... - Do not move.

- It is you, Jacquou? - Yes.

- And my animals? - Do not worry.

- Jacquou my Jacquou... - We're here. Everything will be alright.

- Cassius Cassius...

My old Cassius... - Yes.

- My old Cassius

I did better at Austerlitz.

- My friends...

This crime moves us, overwhelms us...

But it does not surprise us.

We always knew where the murderers were.

By dying for this meadow

Communal land since the Revolution

La Ramee did his duty.

And ours.

He fought to defend a well hard-won by our forefathers.

We will not forget, citizens Fanlac.

The crowd shouts: No, we will not forget "

- Let her funeral worthy of his courage

- Let's go find the priest - Yes

- Remain calm...! .

Villar The priest has nothing to do in this case.

I'll get him alone.

- What do you want?

- The Nansac guards killed La Ramee.

We would like the church to expose the body.

- My Church? Certainly not !

- There was no home. That the house of God serve him shelter!

- No question. he will enter the that church for the funeral.

- What you will pay...

- 15 francs, since there will be no lifting body at home.

- La Ramee had no money.

- This is the price.

- The Cure Bonal did not charge the poor.

- I do not know how was my predecessor

But as I have told you:

... Take it or leave it.

- Good.

- So? - Villar refuses the church.

- Oh!

- No money, no burial. - Oh!

- What response do you expect then, my friends?

- God belongs to all.

- Yes, Jesus drove the merchants from the temple .

- Yes, chase it! - My friends...

I believe in God, and certainly, in doing so,

Villar priest showed that it was not his servant.

I did not say to hunt.

- God The house belongs to everyone.

He was killed by force. Force entering the church. Take him!

- Yes!

- Open! Open!

- Open! Open!

- Open!

Open! Open!

Open! Open!

- Open!

- Stop! Stop!

Stop!

It will not open.

Let's break down the door. Go, move!

All with me!

Do not worry. We are not guilty.

- No. Everyone must attend the funeral La Ramee.

Bell noise.

Bell noise.

- Let us carry it in the choir.

The bell rings.

- You hear? You hear ?

- Enough!

- Mascret! - Count?

- My gun! And we saddle my horse!

- Well, count.

- My dear friend, I sympathize. What happens to us is terrible.

- God is cruel!

You come, the priests?

Yes, the Count. We arrive.

- In the Name of the Father... - From Son and Holy Spirit.

- My friends...

Before driving our friend La Ramee

His final resting

I will read a passage from E1vangile.

"Seeing the crowds, Jesus went mountain

." He gathered his disciples and said to them

"Happy simple in spirit for the kingdom of heaven is theirs.

" Blessed are those who mourn for they shall .

" Happy those who hunger and thirst for righteousness

" for they shall be filled.

"Blessed are the merciful for they shall obtain mercy

" Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see God .

"Blessed are they that suffer persecution for justice

" for the kingdom of heaven is theirs , but...

"Woe to you the rich because you hold your consolation.

" Woe to you who are sated for ye shall hunger.

"Woe to you who laugh now

" because you will mourn and weep.

"For as Job says,

" there is neither darkness nor shadow of death

" Which can hide those who practice lawlessness."

- Cassius!

The count comes with his guards.

Dom Enjalbert, Villar priest everyone!

- Jacquou! - Yes.

- The Count arrives

With the priests and the guards. - Run fast at the door!

- Push the door!

- Hold the door! they must not touch La Ramee.

We go through the sacristy.

- Count, here they are.

- Stop!

Stop!

Let them give me my church!

- It's not yours, is the house of God.

- You believe in God, you now?

- No. But it is God nonetheless.

We will make when we have finished the service.

- We must leave immediately, otherwise...

- Otherwise? You spoke less high when I saved from the guillotine.

- This church is on my land. Make it immediately.

- Our good priests are accompanied by good rifles.

- You insult God's servants!

- There you are, Knight? This side ?

I thought you were from the nobility. - Admittedly, I am.

- A noble in the street...

- Like you, Nansac, but without a gun.

- The thieves are punished. It's the law.

- Wanted: Dead or Alive, you kill!

- I defend the land of my ancestors.

- Your ancestors, if they were noble,

Were knights, at the service of law and justice.

It was true nobility, the courage and generosity

And not that of the meanness and revenge,

You represent.

- And you! What you represent,

Alongside these people? The peasant, no doubt?

You are a traitor!

- If this is your case, you flatter me !

The nobility and you are no longer strangers to each other

Villar as parish priest in the gospel.

- You are a revolutionary !

- Thanks. In his time, is said that a certain Jesus.

- It does not plundered churches.

- He opened the poor.

- You, you oppress,

You steal, you kill.

Look at me.

We know well.

I'm Jacques Ferral, the son of Martissou of Combenègre.

All his life stolen by your people,

Bullied by your tyranny! And killed by you, to the galleys!

- Take him!

- If you touch...

- Vermin...

You pay me dear!

- The priest... - Huh?

- Your bed is ready. Must fold.

- I fell asleep.

- To see you tired like that, it makes me sick .

Go, lie down!

Must rest.

Good. I'll take the garden leeks for soup.

When I come back, I want to see you in bed

- Yes.

- What is it?

- My poor friend...

- What?

- They killed La Ramee.

- Killed La Ramee?

Why?

Who?

- The guards Nansac. He was on the communal pastures.

- My God!

- Villar denied the sacraments.

We stormed the church. - The whole village was there.

In the church

We made him the last honors.

- They killed La Ramee!

- Yes. Murdered!

We made the empty church

Vowing never to set foot.

- My God!

La Ramee!

The poor La Ramee!

How could they? - How?

With guns.

- Jacquou... It is we who suffer.

You must not. - It is revenge.

- No! - I swore.

- Listen to me... - Forgive me.

My patience is over. I'm tired of waiting.

- Jacquou, calm down!

- I can not. Why resign?

The others are they doing? The misfortune is always the same side.

- Knock the heart of men. - If you can not?

- Must persevere!

- Persevere!

And La Ramee, you forget?

And my father killed

Like a dog!

My mother died of exhaustion.

You forget them?

I have betrayed.

I'm ashamed, you hear?

I am ashamed!

- Have shame!

Your shame, I'll carry with you.

But for the love I have for you,

Beware, my son,

Not to return your anger against God.

You must not!

Do... I beg you...

- What ails you?

Quick, water, Jacquou! Go !

Drink!

- Thanks.

- I hurt you.

- No, Jacquou.

- The cure, you promised to back to bed.

It's not reasonable! - It is better.

- You must go to bed.

- Fantille...

I need you to know...

A great misfortune happened.

La Ramee died.

- Dead? - Yes.

- My God!

- Courage!

If God accepts us with him,

We meet again. We will find him.

Pray, my friends.

Pray La Ramee. He will hear us and help us.

- There were no sacraments, it not go to heaven.

- God knows.

Will he leave a righteous man away from him,

Because he is dead, killed by hatred and malice?

No.

La Ramee's happy, now. Surely.

Oh, my friends, as I pity those who killed him!

God saw them.

God sees us.

- As the night was long!

Day was dawning.

I had been able to sleep

The priest was better when it was lying.

- I'm afraid.

He just woke up. He wants to see you.

- It is you, Jacquou?

- Oh, my God! Oh my God !

- Come Fantille, it's nothing.

You should prepare a little lime.

- Yes, sir.

- I feel it will do me good.

Go, go, Fantille!

- I'll get a doctor.

- No. Stay here with me.

No. Rest.

- I hurt you.

- No, my son.

Do not worry.

- Sorry.

I beg your pardon.

- What? Of what ?

It is the will of God.

You see...

La Ramee was a brave man.

He resisted, he yelled.

He completed his small mission to him

Like each of us on earth.

And God understood.

But his mission was completed

And God called to him.

Everyone does within its means,

But ultimately

Belongs to God.

Do not cry, my son.

The greatest joy that God has granted

Is to have you entrusted to me.

Do not remorse.

Do not blame your revolt.

The worst evils for the heart of man

Is indifference.

God does not like the lukewarm,

But he does not hate.

Yes, I know, it's...

It is difficult.

But God knows us well.

He reads our hearts.

And when he sees us tired of this world so hard,

So distant from our expectations,

It is he who gives us courage and tells us:

"No, that's not good.

" Must continue, it is your duty.

"You have to do until the end."

Late.

Go on, my son.

And may God keep you!

Lord...

Whether your volun...

- The priest...

The priest!

He cries.

- He wanted to be buried at the foot of the great chestnut

His father had planted day of his birth.

Mass in Latin.

The knight recites the Latin.

- Amen. - Amen.

- His fears...

And sorrows are ended.

- The will of the priest Bonal was not recognized as valid.

He forgot to date it.

A distant cousin inherited. I did not care.

Only Fantille made me trouble.

- There.

- I'll go to the knight.

After I will praise me in others.

It's a little sad.

At my age, I would have deserved some rest.

Finally...

And you, my Jacquou? - Do not worry.

- I see you again?

- Of course. I will come see you every week.

- I too

Course I could go back to the knight.

But I preferred to take the wandering life of my childhood.

I felt that it was better.