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You shall burn and gnash your teeth.

Your tongue shall be torn out and the fire shall burn until eternity.

Ask why you're here.

Why am I here?

To do penance.

Ask what you must do.

Why? - Ask what you must do.

What must I do? - The milking.

What? - The milking.

But how? - There's a stool and a bucket.

I can't.

I hate lazy people.

When he's fat enough, he'll be slaughtered.

Let me see.

A graze.

You're alright.

Can you unchain me for a moment?

I can't see anything. - Are you sure?

You see? Only the outside. Inside, I'm as strong as an ox.

Ask me how I feel? - How do you feel?

Fine. As strong as an ox.

How old are you, anyway? - Twenty-five.

Then we're not too late.

Plenty of blood.

Plenty of time, too.

Time enough to bleed...

...whether it comes out of my skin or out of my mouth.

What does the doctor say?

Nothing at all. I don't care what doctors say.

You don't care? You look terrible.

How terrible is this?

Lick it clean.

Don't spit it out.

You have to learn that if you say unkind things...

...people will be unkind back.

That stuff that was on your fingertips...

...what was it for?

Fingerprints.

Where do you learn that sort of thing? - In prison.

Time for bed.

Is that the milk I...

Aren't you forgetting something?

Oh sorry. Thank you.

Say you're sorry. - I'm sorry.

Show you're sorry. If you don't start to pray...

...I'll cut off your eyelids so you have to stare at the dark all night.

Our Father, who art in heaven...

Our Father, who art in heaven... - Thy kingdom come...

I don't know it.

I shouldn't have got angry.

Some things aren't a matter of choice but of bad upbringing.

What should I say?

Say: Lord, bless this food. Amen.

Lord, bless this food. Amen.

Don't they teach you to pray there? In prison?

What did you learn there?

Not to get caught.

I'm dirty.

I want to have a bath.

I'm really filthy.

I'll give you some of Gerrit's clothes.

Gerrit?

My son.

A son. Where is he then?

Dead.

Ask how old he was.

How old was he? - Twenty-one.

I'm not wearing a dead man's clothes.

You should.

Why?

You should always wear a dead man's clothes.

If Death comes to take you, he'll recognize the clothes.

I've already got that one, he'll think. This is just an apparition.

Do you really mean that?

Stop. Whistle until you're in the bath.

I'm in.

Haven't you finished yet?

No, I was sitting here dreaming.

How did Gerrit die?

Cancer.

And he didn't even smoke.

They gave him all sorts of rubbish, but it didn't help.

In the end, he was just a mess.

It was too late.

The tumors in his throat got bigger, and finally, he suffocated.

Those sores. Has nobody looked at them?

Why should anyone look at them when I can do it myself?

My clothes are covered in blood.

But it doesn't matter. I've got time to wash.

As long as I bleed, I'm OK.

And a red film over the milk.

I've got you, haven't I?

I'm not staying here.

We'll see about that.

You can't keep me prisoner here.

Who's going to miss you?

No one in the world cares about you.

Doesn't that make you feel bad?

Right there.

Do you know what you have to do?

Why do I have to do it? - Because I say so.

Do you know what you have to do? - You've told me a dozen times.

I'm never going to do that again.

Can't I have a bath?

You've just been. - I feel filthy.

The idiocy of these times.

You'll have a bath when you're dirty. - I feel dirty.

But you're not.

I've never been able to do it.

You keep an animal all those months and then...

How did you do it in the past?

My husband did it.

Dead too?

Thirty-two years we were together.

But Satan will be proved wrong again.

I won't disappoint God.

Where is this God then? He hasn't helped me much so far.

He works in mysterious ways.

If you believe in God, what about your husband and Gerrit?

Look at your skin.

You must have done something terrible.

I curse the day I was born.

Why didn't I die at birth?

But I won't turn from God.

You must have done something terrible to be punished like that.

I am innocent. - Rubbish.

As innocent as Job.

Your God's just a load of nonsense.

Haven't you learned anything? Fool. Don't you ever pay attention?

Yes I do. I didn't mean it.

Ask what you must do. - What must I do?

Don't you know that yourself?

Pray?

Our Father, who art in heaven...

You don't get off that easily.

Pray yourself.

Ask for forgiveness.

Lord...

...I beg your forgiveness.

I'm sorry I doubted the reality of your existence.

And that I doubted the truth...

...and the reality of the Bible.

I hope you can forgive me.

Amen.

Jesus died for your sins too.

Have you got a girlfriend?

When I was your age, I already had a son.

God forbid. - Why?

I'm fine on my own.

That's egotistical. - No, practical.

Don't you ever want a wife and children?

Well, a girlfriend. But no children.

Tell me about Gerrit.

Not on Tuesday. - Why not?

He died on a Tuesday.

Cows are stupid.

Pigs are the smartest, Gerrit always said.

That's why they're so hard to train.

Ever seen a pig walk the tightrope?

He was afraid of thunder.

When he was small, he'd crawl right up close to me.

When he was older, he couldn't do that.

Did you do that when you were small?

I was never afraid of thunder.

Every child is afraid of thunder. - Not me. I couldn't care less.

What do you care about?

It seems ages since I slept in a bed.

If you don't behave, it's back to the pigsty.

Lord, bless this food. Amen.

Can I have a bath today?

I told you you can have a bath when you're dirty.

I am dirty. I sweated like a pig last night.

Shit. - What is it?

I've made my clothes wet. - I'll get some more.

Harder.

Give it here.

Take a good look. Look.

What do you want from me?

Ask why you're here. - To do penance. You told me.

Ask why you're here.

Why am I here? - To bear witness.

When you see the miracle, you'll realize you're a sinner.

Have you ever read the Bible?

Once, there was a man called Job who had every reason to be happy.

A wife, children, cattle, everything.

One day, Satan came to God.

The Lord asked: Have you seen Job?

No one on earth is as perfect and upright, fears God so and eschews evil.

But Satan doubted Job's loyalty to God...

...and as a test, he was allowed to take everything from him: wife, children...

But Job would not turn from God.

Not even...

...when his own flesh was assailed...

...and his friends said he was being punished and was guilty.

Ask me how it ended.

How did it end?

Job got better, remarried and had lots of children...

...because he didn't turn from God.

What has this got to do with me?

When you came here...

...I knew it was for a reason.

I didn't understand at first...

...but God wants you to bear witness to my healing.

You are young...

...and you already do what God has forbidden.

When you see how I am finally healed...

...you can't ignore Him anymore.

So look at my sores.

They don't look as if they'll go away by themselves, do they?

Get dressed.

Wake up.

I don't feel well.

Let's have a look.

Fever.

That's from going outside with no clothes on.

I need to see a doctor.

Doctors don't know anything.

They give you a load of rubbish and it doesn't help.

I've got terrible pain in my ankles.

Don't be such a baby.

I've been in agony for years. And do I complain?

You're mad.

You know, I was reading the Bible...

...and I saw something strange.

When we talked about your husband, you said he was dead, like your son.

Now I read that Job's children died but not his wife.

She left him.

She started whining when his whole body became covered in sores.

So is your husband dead or not?

Why didn't you just tell me?

Or could it be that he left you when you got ill?

No, maybe it was much worse.

He ran off with another woman.

That would be terrible.

A sick wife with sores and he runs off with another woman.

That's it, isn't it?

Your husband left you and you thought: Why is this happening?

What did I do wrong? And then you remembered Job.

You know what? You're not being tested.

You've got cancer, like your son.

And it won't be long before you die.

I just hope you don't do it at night...

...because I'll be stuck in these chains.

Now I understand even better why you are here.

Job was sorely tested by his friends.

I've got you.

You make it even harder for me with that talk of yours.

But you'll see...

...my skin will become whole and lovely again.

Can I let you in again?

Our Father, who art in heaven...

...hallowed by thy name.

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

Give us our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses...

...as we forgive those who trespass against us.

Lead us not into temptation and deliver us from evil.

For yours is the kingdom, the power and the glory...

...for ever and ever. Amen. - Amen.

Haven't you got any music?

What do you like?

It doesn't matter. Put something on.

Did you often play this?

With your husband?

They played it at the wedding.

I was just thinking...

Suppose I'm not here just to bear witness?

What do you mean?

What happened when Job was finally healed?

He remarried.

Perhaps God had another reason for sending me here.

What did you wear?

When? - At the wedding.

White. - Of course. But otherwise?

I've still got my dress.

Put it on.

Don't be silly. Put the dress on.

I don't think it'll fit.

There's only one way to find out.

If you laugh, I'll kill you.

And turn the music up a bit. I like it loud.

Untie me.

I have to get a knife.

Where?

In the kitchen.

Oh no you don't. Haven't you got a knife here?

You'll have to do it with your hands then, won't you?

I'll manage with my hands.

I need that knife.

No can do.

Then you stay tied up.

Then there's only one thing for it.

And that is?

I'll shoot you, and crawl to get the knife myself.

And don't think I wouldn't dare.

Ask what I'm going to do.

What are you going to do?

I came to take your house apart.

Always wanted this one.

You played this at the wedding?

This worth a lot of money too?

There was a man in the land of Uz...

...whose name was Job.

And that man was perfect and upright and one that feared God...

...and eschewed evil.

Open your mouth.

I wouldn't dream of it.

Open your mouth.

Lord, bless this food. Amen.

There are twenty-one pages.

One for each year of Gerrit.

How did you become like this?

Do you know the difference between killing a pig and killing a person?

Ask how old he was.

How old was he?

Seventeen.

Ask if I did it on purpose.

Did you do it on purpose?

Everyone is born without a conscience.

But they make you feel guilty about everything.

So you don't step out of line.

And I wanted to stay in line...

...but they pushed me out.

If I saw a tramp, I'd give him a guilder...

...because I'd feel so bad if I didn't.

You can't be happy if you feel guilty.

So there are two things you can do.

You either stop doing things you'll feel sorry for...

...or you stop feeling sorry.

And then you don't need God any more.