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SPAIN, 1939
CHAPTER I THE HOLY GIRL
TEN YEARS LATER
Before the war, this was a cloistered convent.
We had to be evacuated.
No amount of lime can cover up this disgrace.
You must have heard the awful stories about those days.
I was a little girl back then.
I know.
Soon after the end of the war, the diocese decided to recuperate the building
and turn it into a school for underprivileged young girls.
They're all very grateful,
so they show their gratitude by volunteering to do chores.
Only the Mother Superior, Sister Sagrario, and I
are from the old congregation.
The others preferred not to come back.
What about the others who are here?
They come from elsewhere, like yourself.
But we all belong to the same house now.
There are no distinctions here.
We are all equals within these walls.
I'll inform the Mother Superior of your arrival.
Please wait here.
IF THERE CAN BE ONE ON EARTH, THIS HOUSE IS HEAVEN.
FOR THOSE WHO ARE CONTENT ONLY BY MAKING GOD CONTENT.
Sister Narcisa.
The Mother Superior awaits you.
Sister Narcisa.
I couldn't be happier to have you among us.
No, please.
Please, come over.
Sister Julia, would you hand me the picture?
During those dark times,
you gave us hope
and strength to overcome adversity.
I can still remember how thrilled we were following the news about you
that came from that town lost between the mountains.
VIRGIN MARY APPEARS
Peroblasco.
The Holy Girl of Peroblasco.
Yes. That's what they called you.
I suppose they must have asked you about all that many times.
I was a little girl.
I can hardly remember.
And even if you did, how do you explain a miracle?
There are no words, are there?
Without a doubt.
I still remember the day we wrote to the bishop,
requesting someone to help in our endeavor.
I'm so happy, Sister,
that you were the one who came.
I'm also happy to be here.
And all the more so, knowing it will be among us
that you'll take your perpetual vows.
Excuse me?
The bishop believes you are ready.
It will be our honor
to see you celebrate your marriage to the Lord here.
You will have been informed
you'll teach Spanish and literature and natural sciences
in place of Sister Inés.
The poor thing had to leave us to care for her elderly parents.
If I may, Mother,
I can bring Sister Narcisa up to date.
In that case, go ahead, follow Sister Julia.
You couldn't be in better hands.
"To explain my suffering would be impossible."
"All of my thoughts and my most simple acts
became a source of alarm to me."
"My only respite was telling Mary,
which was very difficult,
as I felt obliged to tell her even
the most extravagant thoughts I had about her."
"As soon as I could unload that burden,
I enjoyed a moment of peace,
but a peace that was fleeting, before my torment started once again."
SISTER INÉS GARCÍA
SAN JERÓNIMO COTALBA CONVENT, VALENCIA
SISTER SOCORRO
Hail purest Mary.
Conceived without sin.
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
I'm listening.
I've recently arrived here as a teacher.
And
I'm not sure I'm ready.
It's only normal to be scared at first.
It will be fine, you'll see.
It's not that, Father.
There's
something else.
I…
have doubts.
Too many doubts.
You? The Holy Girl?
You mustn't be surprised.
The sisters have spoken of little else for days.
I see.
Was it the Holy Mother who asked you to take the veil?
No. That was my doing.
I felt it was my duty.
People were coming from all over to see me in the village, and
to ask me things I could no longer answer.
You wanted to get away from the world.
I thought that if I got away,
if I led a peaceful life again, she might return.
Your gift is heaven sent.
There's a reason you are in this convent.
You must find out what it is.
To do this, you must pray and sacrifice.
Do you torment your body?
Do you use the disciplines?
Every day.
And
I also fast frequently.
And yet, you still have doubts?
What if
I only saw what I wanted to see?
What if what I saw…
What if what I saw wasn't the Holy Mother?
If only she could send me a sign, anything.
Do you know what I mean, Father?
I understand, child.
You're lost.
Let us pray.
Blessed be thy purity, may it be blessed forever.
For no less than God takes delight
in such exalted purity.
To you, heavenly princess,
Holy Virgin Mary.
I offer on this day
my whole heart, life, and soul.
Look upon me with compassion.
Do not leave me, my Mother.
You may be seated.
I will start by introducing myself.
My name is…
Girls, please be quiet.
That's enough!
Will someone explain what this is about?
I don't want to punish anyone, but be assured that I will if I have to.
I hope it doesn't happen again.
Yes?
Permission to leave, Sister.
-What's your name? -Rosa.
At your service.
Class has just started.
What's the matter?
I'm sorry, Sister.
Wow, you peed yourself.
I'm so sorry.
Of course, you can go.
Sister.
Can I go with her?
Doesn't she know the way?
She's my sister.
Okay then.
Do you know who that is?
No.
It's me, Sister.
The day I became Christ's bride.
You?
What did you think?
That I was never young and pretty like you?
Had I not chosen a life of service,
I could have been a cabaret artist.
But our Lord had different plans for yours truly.
Look.
Look how beautiful.
Fabric like that is hard to come by.
Look, it's Sister Inés.
She was so thin.
Is that…?
Yes, I think it is.
Wait a moment. Just wait.
Where did I put it?
SISTER PETRA SISTER MARÍA
It must be here somewhere.
Where is my mind?
SISTER BASILIA SISTER CLOTILDE
SISTER MANUELA
SISTER TERESA
SISTER AGUSTINA
SISTER SOCORRO
Sister Socorro.
Hello?
Mommy, where are you?
And you say it was in the basement?
Yes, Mother.
And you were there because…
I heard a noise,
and I guess I thought one of the girls would be hiding there.
You guess you thought?
Actually, Mother, I'm not really sure why I did it.
Our Lady guided you.
No doubt about it.
It's the hand of Saint Marta.
It had been missing since the war.
This place has obviously never been the same.
But suddenly, you come along…
Is that not a miracle?
Just wait until the bishop finds out.
Sisters, let us pray.
Let us give thanks.
Hail Holy Queen, Mother of Mercy,
our life, our sweetness, and our hope.
God save you.
To you do we cry, poor banished children of Eve.
To you do we send our sighs, weeping in this valley of tears.
Turn then, most gracious advocate,
your eyes of mercy toward us
and after this exile,
show us Jesus.
CHAPTER II IF SHE WRITES YOUR NAME, YOU ARE CURSED
I don't know what to do.
Sister, are you still working?
It's almost midnight.
These girls!
They're all wrong.
All the orders.
And they have to leave in the morning.
The trays are full.
But they're all mixed up, can't you see it?
Taste this.
Rosewater?
And this one?
Is that liquor I taste?
The magic touch.
I'll have to spend all night fixing this.
I can help you if you like, Sister.
Thank you, Sister Inés.
Just what we needed, honey mixed with specials.
What a mess.
They spend their day thinking about boys, and they end up doing things wrong.
How can you tell the specials apart?
By tasting them.
Have a taste.
No!
What are you doing? The specials must be eaten in one bite.
Swallow it.
Come on, have another.
-They have to be eaten in pairs. -No, thanks.
I said the specials have to be eaten in pairs!
What's the matter?
Don't you like the specials?
Good morning, Sister.
Good morning, girls.
You have such beautiful hair. It's too bad.
What is too bad?
When you become a proper nun, they'll cut it off like the others.
Don't look at it, Ana Mari.
-Good morning, Sister. -Good morning.
-Good morning, Sister. -Good morning, Sister.
Where are the others?
It's Wednesday.
-So? -Laundry day.
The school washes linen
for many inns and hotels in the city.
We also do laundry for families who donate to the school.
Our parents say that way we'll get a good job once we leave.
Or a good husband.
It's okay, Sister.
You can't help us.
I have two hands, don't I?
If Sister Julia sees, she'll be furious with us.
Fine. I wouldn't want to get you into trouble.
-Rosa. -Yes, Sister?
What happened in class yesterday?
Just nervous, I guess.
Why were you nervous?
Because of the blackboard.
The blackboard?
-When you wrote your name-- -Quiet!
What?
It's nothing.
-We have to go, Sister. -Bye.
Glory be to the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit.
As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be. Amen.
Mary, mother of grace,
mother of mercy,
in life and in death, protect us, great lady.
Hail Mary,
full of grace,
the Lord is with thee,
blessed art thou amongst women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with thee,
blessed art thou amongst women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Hail Mary, full of grace,
the Lord is with thee,
blessed art thou amongst women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Hail Mary full of grace,
the Lord is with thee,
blessed art thou amongst women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Hail Mary, full of grace…
Sister.
I have to help the Mother Superior finish now.
Can you take care of the girls' last prayer?
…pray for us.
-Of course, Sister. -Thank you.
…pray for us sinners.
What's going on here?
Have you lost your minds?
If Mother Superior finds out--
-Please don't tell her. -We weren't doing anything wrong.
We just wanted to learn.
If we don't, when we get out, what will we do at dances?
We'll be the clumsiest.
Have you seen the time?
It's after compline. Time for the great silence.
But we're not nuns.
And neither are you. Not totally.
Please.
Just a few steps.
Oh no. Not me. I never.
I bet you went to a dance before becoming a novitiate, right?
Come on, Sister. Go with it.
We won't tell anyone.
Very well, then.
Okay, in pairs.
Very good. Two steps to the right and two to the left.
Come on.
That's enough, girls.
-It's time for bed. -No!
Yes. Time for bed, girls.
-Off to bed. -No.
Come on, now.
Dear Heavenly Father,
I give thanks for giving me life,
for the air that I breathe,
for the peace you give me,
for always being at my side,
my guide and protective shield.
I pray for our salvation.
Amen.
Get some rest, girls. Good night.
Good night, Sister Narcisa.
-Good night, Rosa. -Good night, Elvira.
Blessed art thou amongst women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners.
Now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Rosa.
-Yes? -I can't hold it.
I need to pee.
Go back to sleep.
Come to the bathroom with me.
No way.
It's freezing.
Please. Don't make me go alone.
Okay then, I'll come--
What is it?
Listen.
What?
Did you hear that?
Footsteps.
They're coming closer.
It's the Girl.
She's coming.
She's coming to get you.
You're an idiot.
Fine, I'll come with you.
No. I don't want to go anymore.
…so I may see clearly and strengthen my will.
Show me your face and enlighten my understanding, Lord.
Help me grow spiritually
and do always your bidding to avoid falling into temptation.
Please turn on the faucet.
Hurry up.
Otherwise, it won't come out.
You've been in there for ages.
Thanks.
I feel so much better.
Ana Mari, you scared me.
Come on.
What's going on here?
What happened?
-My hair! -What did you do?
-The Girl. -My hair.
It was the Girl. The Girl cut it.
What Girl?
Enough!
Off to bed. Let's go!
What you did was unforgivable. You should be ashamed.
Rosa, where did you get the scissors?
I didn't do anything.
Don't lie.
It was the Girl.
I'm not lying, Sister.
I saw her in the bathroom. In the water, drowning, asking for help.
Sister, you go back to your room. I'll take care of this.
-But-- -The night is far from over.
We don't all have to lose rest because of the foolishness of these brats.
Of course, Sister.
Off to bed. Let's go.
Everyone off to bed!
Off to bed. Let's go.
SISTER SOCORRO
REST IN PEACE SISTER SOCORRO ALBELDA
BORN 1917, DECEASED 1936
Blessed be thy purity.
May it be blessed forever.
For no less than God takes delight in such exalted beauty.
To you, Heavenly Princess.
Holy Virgin Mary.
I offer you on this day
my soul, life, and heart.
Look upon me with compassion
and never leave me, my Mother.
Rosa?
Sister.
I came to give you this.
Sister Julia said I must fast until I can think clearly.
Tell me the truth. Where did you get the scissors?
From nowhere.
They were in the bathroom.
I swear.
And what was that about a girl?
You said you saw her.
You said there was a girl in the water.
You have nothing to say?
What difference does it make?
It matters to me.
I want to know the truth.
That's what Sister Inés used to say.
But then she wouldn't believe us either.
What did you tell her?
That there's a spirit here.
Of a little girl.
And that we mustn't play with her.
We mustn't touch her drawings.
Sister Inés added the last leg to a hangman drawing
to prove it was fine.
But then the Girl wrote her name.
After that, Sister Inés left.
She was terrified.
She wrote her name? What do you mean?
If she writes your name…
you are cursed.
Come on, cheer up.
Sister Inés would have been so happy
that you wear her dress on the happiest day of your life.
She would be happy?
If she could see you, but she's not here.
-Mother. -Yes, child?
Did Sister Inés leave because she was scared?
Oh, dear.
So someone has been telling you that story.
-The girls-- -The girls have too much free time.
And too much imagination.
If Sister Inés had listened to me
and imposed a little discipline, we would have all been much better off.
Don't follow in her footsteps.
Don't make the same mistake.
We just need to take it in a little there. It's very simple.
Sister Marcela has a knack for this.
Wait here. I'll fetch her to take your measurements right away.
"Few celestial phenomena
are more interesting than the different descriptions of eclipses."
"The almanac duly informs of when they are due to happen
and the most notable details may be observed without a telescope."
"In a lunar eclipse,
the moment in which the black shadow is first revealed is an interesting sight,
when its gradual invasion over the moon's bright surface is seen."
Yes, Vinyet?
-So will it become nighttime? -No, not completely.
It will be in some parts of the world, but here there will be some light.
In any case, it will be a very special day.
I don't want to see it.
I'm scared.
Sister Julia says you can go blind by looking at it.
Sister Julia is right.
We have to be careful.
But there's no need to be scared.
Elvirita, please continue.
"A spectacle of extreme interest and grandeur often occurs."
"Because the star is hidden behind the earth in such a way
that not one direct ray of sunlight could reach its surface,
the moon frequently remains visible,
presenting a copper color
bright enough to allow for distinguishing signs on its surface."
"Where is the light from?"
"It's due to the sun's rays grazing the edges of the earth."
"In doing so, they are bent due to atmospheric refraction
turning inwardly to the shade."
"Those rays have crossed through earth's thick atmosphere,
and along their long journey throughout thousands of miles…"
Sister.
Silence!
Rosa.
Rosa, it's me. There's nobody else. I promise.
There's no point in hiding and looking away.
I believe you, Rosa.
I believe you.
I believe there's something.
I believe you saw a girl.
And I need you to help me see her too.
I need it.
The one Sister Inés finished was like this one, wasn't it?
Yes.
No!
Don't do it.
Rosa, calm down.
I just want to see.
I won't let anything bad happen to you.
You can trust me.
Help me see her, please.
Let's do it together.
Heavenly Father, in good faith, I ask for your armor's protection
so I may stand firm against Satan and his henchmen
and defeat them in the name of the Lord.
Nothing.
See for yourself, Rosa. Nothing happened.
Rosa, I don't know. Perhaps you should ask--
She's right there.
Why can't you see her?
Rosa, there's nobody there.
-There's no girl. -Don't move.
She's right behind you.
But it's not a girl.
She's talking.
What is she saying?
I can't hear it. Tell me what she's saying.
Rosa!
Rosa?
Rosa.
Rosa!
Rosa.
Have you seen Rosa?
-Has anyone seen Rosa? -What is it?
-Have you seen your sister? -No.
Help me find her.
Check the kitchen.
Rosa!
What is all this?
Rosa has vanished.
Your protégé has disappeared?
-What? -You don't get it.
Things get worse the more you believe their fabrications.
I don't think it was a fabrication.
I think the Girl, the drawings, there's something to it.
Oh, I see.
Now we know why the Holy Girl is here.
To resolve a mystery.
To be back in the newspapers!
Well, guess what?
I don't buy it.
I've seen you pray and take communion.
You repeat the words and make the gestures,
but you're just pretending.
It's a sin for someone like you to take the vows.
Leave!
You don't belong here!
You may have fooled us all back then,
but now that I've met you, I know none of it was real.
Or maybe some of it was.
Maybe what you really saw was the devil.
Rosa?
She took her. Like Sister Inés.
Don't say that, Elvirita.
Don't say that, okay? She must be hiding, frightened.
We have to keep searching.
Maybe you--
For no less than God takes delight in such exalted beauty.
Blessed be your purity, may it be blessed forever,
For no less than God takes delight in such exalted beauty.
Rosa?
Blessed be your purity. May it be blessed forever.
For no less than God takes delight in such exalted beauty.
Blessed be your purity. May it be blessed forever.
-For no less than God-- -Rosa.
Blessed be your purity--
Rosa!
Rosa.
No.
Sister!
Open up!
Wait, I'll get help.
-No! -Hail Mary, full of grace.
Father?
Is that you?
Don't you recognize me?
Do you think this is one of your nightmares?
No.
No, this is real.
I just want to find Rosa.
You took advantage of that poor girl.
You wanted to know.
You wanted to see.
I need to get out of this darkness.
Eyes are not always needed for seeing.
Not you.
Who are you?
Who's there?
You know who I am.
-Leave this body. It isn't yours. -It was the devil.
It's a sin for someone like you to take the vows.
What was done badly must be done properly.
…I know none of it was real!
You don't belong here.
Blessed be your purity. May it be blessed forever.
For no less than God takes delight in such exalted beauty.
CHAPTER III SISTER SOCORRO
The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want.
He maketh me lie down in green pastures.
The Lord is my shepherd. I shall not want.
He maketh me lie down in green pastures.
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul.
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness
for his name’s sake.
The Lord is my shepherd.
I shall not want.
She trusted you, and now she's dead.
I told you, you don't belong here.
If only you'd listened when there was time to avoid this tragedy.
Hail, Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou amongst women
and blessed is the fruit of your womb, Jesus.
Hail, Mary, mother of God,
pray for us sinners.
Now and at the hour of our death. Amen.
Our Father, who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come.
Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.
Lead us not into temptation and deliver us from evil.
Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those who trespass against us.
Lead us not into temptation
and deliver us from evil. Amen.
Sister Narcisa!
She's lost her mind!
Sister.
Sister, calm down.
-Can you see the light? -Yes, I see it.
But it doesn't bother you that I shine it in your eyes?
No.
To do this to yourself…
it is not contrition… or penitence.
It is an act of pride.
I saw what happened in the war.
Before the liberation.
-Pardon? -When you touched me.
Suddenly I was there. The mutilated statues, the relics…
That's not all that happened. I saw it.
I saw what they did to one of the sisters.
-She was lying down-- -Silence!
You know nothing.
You can't know what happened.
Don't touch me!
You won't confuse me with your demonic tricks.
Start worrying about yourself, and leave us alone.
Hail Holy Queen, mother of mercy,
our life, our sweetness, and our hope. God protect you.
To thee do we cry, poor banished children of Eve--
Sister Sagrario.
I know you're there.
Why won't you answer?
What are you scared of?
Sister, you'll find a cigar box in the closet.
Take it out.
Open it.
You'll find a photograph inside.
Sister Socorro.
Give it to me.
Please.
It's her.
Sister Socorro.
She was here, and this was her cell.
Please, stop it.
No.
-They didn't say anything. -Stop, please.
Please.
And the thing with the Girl.
Hail Mary, full of grace.
Blessed art thou amongst women, and blessed be the fruit--
Only the sisters knew.
No, please.
This girl can never leave these walls.
Mother.
-What is it? -She knows.
Sister Sagrario?
Is that you?
Sister Socorro.
It's you.
Mommy!
She's mine!
-Mommy! -What's all the commotion about?
-The mother. -We had to lock her up.
She insisted on taking the girl to a hospital.
She's mine!
We need to bring her fever down. She could die.
Quick, Sister.
Mommy!
-Stop. -Mommy!
Stop struggling.
It's for your own good.
Mommy!
The door.
What's going on, Sister?
I'm sorry.
Our father who art in heaven,
hallowed be thy name.
Thy kingdom come.
Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.
Give us this day our daily bread.
And forgive…
Let me out!
Open the door.
Mommy!
Somebody open the door.
Socorro?
Who's there?
Who is it?
Where is she?
Where is she? They took her away.
She needs a doctor.
Open up.
Open up, please. I have to take her.
Please.
Sister, I'm going to help you.
Open up.
…as we forgive those who trespass against us,
and deliver us from evil. Amen.
-What is it, Sister? -It's nothing.
Go back to bed and stay there. Go!
Sister.
Socorro is here.
What?
I opened the door for her.
What did you do, you wretched child?
…through my fault, through my fault, through my most grievous fault.
Sister Narcisa.
Please follow me.
Girls, please, everybody be quiet. Pay attention.
20 MARCH 1991
I'd like you to welcome someone very special.
She's very dear to me.
When I was your age
and I was a novitiate,
she helped me understand
that the cloister was not my true vocation.
That my calling was to help others through teaching.
And now, we're lucky enough to have her at the school
to teach us everything she knows, which is a lot.
So please welcome Sister Narcisa.
She will be your new literature teacher.
Sister Death suits her better.
…this blessing, and I hope her presence,
will encourage you to forget about Super Pop a little
and read more classics of our literature.
We are lucky to have the best European literature since the…
SISTER DEATH
Subtitle translation by: Christian A. Biggie