Darkside Witches (2015) - full transcript

No!

Ugh!

Oh my god!

Fuck.

Help me!

No!

Help me.

An offering for the
poor of the church?

Forget about the church.

And we may as well forget
the tavern, too, huh?

That is, you should
only be thinking



about what's necessary
for a young man

to survive to find a job.

But tell me, how long has it
been since you've gone to mass?

Yeah.

You're young.

Thank you.

You still have time.

Well, you believe in
goodwill and having

done something to help a little
boy, but that's not true.

He can't help himself
by depending on alcohol.

Alcohol is never a solution
to anyone's problems.

And this is something
about you men of the church

that I don't really understand.

You can't accept
that someone can



truly survive without having
something to search for.

We all have got something
for which we are searching.

But not many, very few people,
that are actually searching

have the strength.

In memory of our deceased,
on this solemn day, we pray.

Hey.

Later, Francesco.

The marshal is here.

I'm not able to.

I'll pass by at 9:00 PM.

Brothers, sisters.

I have to study tonight.

Come on, I promise
we won't be out late.

I'm too far behind
with my exams.

I'll call you tomorrow.

To then find ourselves
following ideologies

that have nothing
to do with the path

our Lord has chosen for us.

Because there is only
one thing certain.

The evil that surrounds you
can strike at any moment.

Where's the toilet?

If you mean the bathroom,
it's to the right over there.

Where did he come from?

Was there a general amnesty?

And he was all over
you with his eyes.

Like everyone does.

He looks like a jerk.

You want me to wait for you?

When have you
ever liked a man?

Why don't you go home?

It's late.

I'm closing shortly, anyway.

I'll just kick him out.

Well, just be careful.

I will.

Don't worry.

So, beautiful hot babe,
give me a vodka, will you?

And make it double.

And whatever you'll be having.

Oh, I don't need
anymore, thanks.

Yeah, you really do have
more than enough for any man.

But I must say, I'm curious.

When you get off work?

I bet you've got a boyfriend.

Is that it?

I bet you're masturbate him
with these pretty hands.

Thanks, guys.

Buona notte.

You're not afraid of being
left alone with the boogeyman?

No, because the bar is closing
and the boogeyman is leaving.

I'd say he better leave.

Otherwise, you'll get horny?

You see, I was right.

I see right through you.

How long since you've
had a good fucking?

Don't you know that
I like surprises?

And what kind of
surprise would you like?

What fun would that
be if I told you?

Why don't you try
and surprise me?

Easy.

Learn how to wait.

You want something to drink?

You're more horny
than I am, bitch!

Just better not make me angry.

And what happens
if I make you angry?

I can be very dangerous!

Good.

I love a man who
can get dangerous.

How do you want to fuck me?

We were innocent
and condemned to die!

Now it is time for those who
have forgotten to remember

those who have dared to pay.

Rejoice, sisters.

And very soon, all that
has to be will take place.

I ask myself if it's right
to sacrifice all that we have.

What we have is
nothing compared

to what they took from us.

You are one of us now!

Perhaps I'm still not.

Indecision is not tolerated!

Our army is here, and your
guidance is all that we ask.

Something is wrong.

There's something
different this time.

You mean "someone different."

It's as if there
were two presences,

two presences with only
one cerebral activity.

And this is what I
don't understand.

When you know
only what you see,

then you know almost nothing!

Free her!

Who dares to disturb
me, cock-sucking assholes?

I'll kill you.

I'll destroy you.

Where are you?

Come here.

That's enough!

Right away!

Excuse me for
insisting, but you

haven't heard from your
husband in more than five days,

correct?

How many times do
I have to say it?

Delos, you don't
have to insist.

Thank you.

I just don't understand why it
wasn't reported to us, that is.

I was the one who
told them to wait.

Even now, all this attention
seems a bit exaggerated,

as if my husband's
responsibilities

weren't enough for us already.

I'm sure that Giancarlo will be
back within a couple of days.

Sugar?

Yes, just one, thanks.

You--

Lately, I have been spending
all my time in the office.

Even if I wanted to, I--

But why shouldn't you want--

I can't help you.

I'm sorry.

The lady asked you a question.

You could respond.

Where are your manners?

Two sugars, thanks.

Quite frankly, it seems to me
that she doesn't care at all.

Unlike yourself, I do
know the man very well.

He's prone to have a
little fling now and again,

but he always comes back.

The mayor as
well, it was as if--

As if he didn't
want it known in town

that his son-in-law
had left his only

daughter to see a prostitute.

Hey, it seems
reasonable, doesn't it?

Yes, but it's the
third person who's

missing in the last five days.

He's the third person
who left home, Brigadier.

Oh, Mr. Mayor.

I was just saying
to the brigadier

that the situation
is under control

and there is no
need to worry, sir.

But this time
there is something.

Your wife and daughter--

Perrosi.

You have noticed, right?

They've been acting
strangely for days.

Tell your superiors that
something is going on.

Quite frankly, sir, the
situation is always what it is.

For now, there's no real
motive to invent stories

that don't really exist, sir.

Find then.

It means I'll take
care of it myself.

I preferred to ask a
favor from a marshal,

but I'll have to
settle for a senator.

Are you quite sure, and do
you realize what all of this

means for your work?

As well as for ours?

Yes, I must say I do.

But don't you see?

I can't continue like this!

Then we have a problem.

We have always
demonstrated great respect

for your special activity.

But I've never
doubted the contrary!

You must admit that
we've supplied you

with the men indicated by you
personally, even a layperson

as well as as a
supposed witchdoctor.

And I am grateful for that.

But I-- about that night.

I don't--

And it's about that
night when you were

given something most special.

Which I no longer have
the strength to bear.

Do you know what
you're saying?

That you no longer have the
intention of saving lives.

I can forward your
request this very day,

if this is what you want.

But is this truly your wish?

Have you lost the
faith, Father Gabriel?

You know I'm afraid!

Have you lost the
faith, Father Gabriel?

Whether he lost the faith
or not isn't my concern.

All I can say is that
Gabriel, Father Gabriel,

can't go on like this anymore.

My collaborators have told me
that it's been very hard on him

lately, that he's been
having some difficulties.

But it's happened before,
and the strength of his faith

has been a force that--

a force that has always
been there to protect him.

In matters of faith,
I'll leave that to you.

I personally prefer methods
a bit more scientific.

And from a medical standpoint,
I can guarantee you

that Father Gabriel would
not be able to withstand

certain things for much longer.

One of the motives why I
prefer not to deal with you

is, is
that when a fact

is only explainable by faith,
you people call it "a thing."

Many things
throughout the centuries

have been considered by
faith alone, until science

arrived to explain them.

And from a point
of view that we

could define scientific,
what is the possibility,

in real terms,
that Father Gabriel

has to survive his next outing?

To save him this
last time we needed

nothing short of a miracle.

I'm afraid next time, we're
gonna need a real one.

Father Emilio.

Father Emilio.

Father Emilio!

Oh!

Ah!

Help me!

Help me!

Can you tell me what in
the world is wrong with you?

Coming from the crypt.

There were-- there were--

What is it?

Huh?

What is that?

There were snakes.
There were snakes.

Snakes?
Are you sure?

Hundreds, hundreds of snakes.

You must believe me.

Black ones, black ones!

Let's take a look.

Fathers Secondo.

Father Secondo, come forward.

I swear to you, Father Emilio.

I swear that I--

I-- I saw them.

They were here, here.

I swear to you.

Father Secondo, you have
been working too hard lately.

Why don't you take
a few days off

and get some rest, all right?

All right.

Isn't that your?

Yes, yes.

It's mine.

But--

I cannot take it anymore.

What's the matter with you now?

This silence isn't
helping me, you know.

I would understand if you
were, I don't know, religious.

But I don't think that--

You know that's
not the real reason.

Well, then, what?

Why is it so important,
your-- your--

Virginity, huh?

It's important.

It's really important
for me to nurture the joy

and honor, to nurture
love and devotion

and to put aside silly desires
for maybe a greater prize.

But I am your prize.

It's a part of it.

Yeah, I knew it.

I should have kept
my mouth shut.

What is it, darling?

That strange dog.

Father Secondo, I didn't
mean to startle you.

No, no.

I was just a little distracted.

I want to go to confession.

Really?

Well, perhaps tomorrow
would be better, huh?

Right now I'm--

Father Secondo, when has
the church ever stopped

welcoming its own faithful?

You're right, Father Emilio.

Father Emilio is
perfectly right.

The Lord doesn't
keep bankers' hours.

Isn't that true, Father?

Yes, of course.

That's perfectly true.

Come.

Come with me.

In the name of the Father and
the Son and the Holy Spirit,

I'm--

I'm listening.

Father, can you confess a sin
that you haven't committed yet?

Are you referring
to something that--

something that is
about to happen?

With reference to me.

What is it that torments you?

There are many things, Father.

Things that I don't
quite know for sure.

I don't know who I am anymore.

I see a woman who is
suffering without being

able to know the reason.

It's more like
fear, not suffering.

You're afraid?

Of what, child?

Of making a mistake
by coming here

and not seeing it to the end.

Father, is it a sin to betray
yourself, when in the end,

it saves you?

You know, sometimes there
are questions that only

your faith is able to answer.

You mustn't be afraid to
place your trust in the Lord.

I've decided to do just that.

It's not a sin to make a
mistake or betray ourselves,

if in the long run, our actions
are intended for good measures.

The point is, how much
pain must one endure?

Ha.

If you have faith, no pain is
more than your body can bear.

That's what I'm
hoping, Father.

What I'm hoping for you!

Now go to sleep.

It's late.

Can we play that
game again tomorrow?

Now, what game is that?

Making magic.

Magic?

We never played
this game before.

Who taught you these things?

Aunt Sibilla.

She took me to this place once.

Not all things that
are fun are good things.

Is magic a bad thing?

Well, it depends
on who does it.

Now, sleep.

Otherwise, you'll have a
hard time waking up tomorrow.

Good night.

But you are forgetting
what they did to us.

It's our destiny.

That's bullshit.

My daughter and I
have a life together.

She'll be a free
woman in a world much

better than an infernal one.

Do you really want to
be a slave to a demon?

We won't be slaves to anyone.

It's the prophecy that
gives purpose to our lives.

We sisters are different,
more than different.

I know it's true.

Maybe you're right.

And maybe not.

What if Sibilla isn't right?

If we repeat history,
we were exterminated.

I saw them burn my sisters.

I can't allow the same thing
to happen to my daughter!

I understand what
you're saying, even

though I think you're wrong.

But Sibilla, I don't think
she'd be so understanding.

You know what she'd say.

"You're for us or against us."

And if something were
to happen to my daughter,

your worst enemy
will not be a priest.

Poor Secondo.

Sorry, Father, but
how is this right?

He who commits suicide
hates life, despises it.

Well, you really have to hate
yourself to end up like this.

Maybe he was, I don't
know, depressed or--

did you notice anything strange?

Why are you asking me?

If he had been showing
signs of erratic behavior,

depression, or I don't
know, a death in the family?

No, no.

His life was here.

This was his family.

But he seemed as if he
no longer felt at home.

What do you mean by that?

He lost his way.

Doubt can easily creep
into a heart that is weak.

So you are saying
he lost the faith?

Pretty tough for a priest, huh?

Father Emilio, forgive me,
but Fathers Secondo here,

was he by any
chance into sports?

I don't really think so.

Why do you ask?

Because not even Michael
Jordan can reach this beam.

And I don't see
any ladder around.

That's enough now, Brigadier.

Stop with your stupid theories.

This is a peaceful town.

But what the fuck are you doing?

Marshal, sir, this used
to be a peaceful town.

Honey, don't ask any questions.

Please don't ask.

Just do what I tell you.

I'll explain later.

Prepare a suitcase with
as many things as you can.

You'll be away for a while.

No.

But I really wish I could.

Brigadier, may I help
you with something?

Oh, Filomena, please tell the
Mayor I must speak with him.

What about?

It's none of your business.

It's an emergency.

Oh, it's an emergency?

And what happened?

A squatter in a no parking zone?

Is that it?

No, I'll speak
directly to the Mayor.

My apologies, but
the Mayor isn't in.

Where is he?

I don't know.

I'm his secretary, not his wife.

Are you sure he's not in?

Mr. Mayor?

Mr. Mayor?

All right, forget
it, forget it.

I'll just call him
on his cell phone.

How is that possible?

There is no signal.

Oh, that's strange.

There's always been one.

You can leave him a
message, if you want.

No, no.

I'll call him from a landline.

There must be a phone
in the office, no?

I'm sorry, but he
doesn't want anyone to--

Yes, it's not important.

It's not important.

I'll call him tomorrow.

Come on, Sara, give me the bag.

Now will you tell
me what's happening?

Yes, now I can tell you.

You are in danger.

We are all in danger!

I don't know who they are, but
something happened here, Sara.

People are disappearing.

Now the Mayor is gone.

Look, they killed the
priest, and that I know.

Who, Father Emilio?

The other one, the assistant.

There's something.

There is something
in this town, Sara.

And I'm sure that it's evil.

Filomena, the-- the
Mayor's secretary, no?

You know her, right?

She-- she looked at
me with those eyes.

Filomena?

What do you mean?
Filomena is--

She's one of them.

I know it.

Oh.

Colonel, it's true.

The Mayor's son-in-law
has not been found.

But try to understand that
it's a delicate situation.

You don't want to make a huge
fuss over a little fling.

No.

No.

No need to worry.

Everything else is fine.

This is a peaceful
town, as you are aware.

Of course, Colonel.

I will keep you assured.

Was I good enough, Marshal?

Do you want him?

You can have him.

Thank you, Father.

Have a nice day.

To you as well.

Be seeing you.

Please prepare a room.

Thanks.

I've seen your choices.

You know I've envied
you over the years.

All that they did was
to choose a peaceful town

and wait for death to come.

And finally face all of the
ghosts you've seen one by one.

Whereas in the
last 15 years, I've

continued to torture myself.

And what have you found out?

That the only thing to do is
to never stop asking questions.

What's important are the
lives you continue to save,

dear friend.

Or all those I could have
saved, if I were able to defeat

the evil that's inside of me.

I, too, have asked myself
many questions about that night.

No!

No!

No!

Have you ever
thought the evil may

have entered us because
it's found a piece of him

inside each one?

We were two exorcists that
stared evil in the face,

and maybe we just
made the mistake

of looking him in the eye
and confronting him head-on.

No, we haven't
made any errors.

We did what had to
be done for them.

Perhaps there were something
already dark inside of us,

and it was that part
that wanted to happen.

They couldn't help
themselves then.

And we can't help
today, unfortunately,

if we continue to carry the
terrible burden of our choices.

Tell me why you're here.

Father Secondo sent
me this before he died.

By suicide.

So this is what you
have come for, hm?

Father Secondo wrote to me
about the strange occurrences

that happen here.

At first, I did not believe
him and all the things he said.

But when I noticed that few
people kept coming to mass

every day, throughout
the whole town,

it's as if each person
was suddenly afraid.

Unfortunately, there are many
things that make us afraid.

Real fear.

Are you sure you don't
want to stay here with us?

Thank you, Father.

Just a few minutes more.

That's very kind of you.

And also for the--

It's just the herbal tea.

And to think that
the ingredients have

been the same for centuries.

And what are those?

Oh, it's a secret
that only us women know.

The women here have had to
learn how to keep their mouth

closed, and at a
hard price, too.

I see your point.

Luckily, the tea has
remained the same.

Only the times have changed.

Hmph.

Do you really
believe that, Father?

And I'm not the only one.

It's a fact.

You are a free woman.

I mean, the church says--

You mean, the
church says a woman

was responsible for the
loss of your heaven, right?

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to
speak out of turn.

Say what you mean, hm?

No apologies are necessary.

You have a point.

We may have made many mistakes
in the past, that's true.

Tragic mistakes.

And we have asked
to be forgiven.

And you are absolved.

But there are those who haven't
been able to forget now.

There are some nights that
you can still hear them,

the cries of pain and the
cries of the innocents.

And they were burned
alive for nothing.

You dwell in the past.

Maybe you should
appreciate the present.

And if you don't like it,
look to build a future.

Whosoever sows pain
and plants suffering

will gather its fruits.

And this is the future
for which I fight.

Your room is prepared now.

Father Emilio!

Father Emilio!

Father Emilio!

You are the salvation
or the disaster.

This is no time to hide.

The time has come
to show yourself!

I truly hope to see you again.

Certainly.

Sounds great.

What time are we there?

Yeah, this will be
at my place at 9:00.

Perfect.

It's so nice to be
together before--

we are not open yet.

I'd just like
a glass of water.

Did you see something
you like, Father?

I'd say something
quite interesting.

Well, if there isn't
anything else you want--

No, thanks.

I'm fine.

I've often asked myself
if this day would ever come.

And now we're here
to celebrate it.

Sibilla said it would be so.

Let's make a toast to her.

Mama.

Oh, sweetheart.

Did we wake you?

I had a bad dream.

A man wanted to kill us.

Sweetheart, no one
is going to hurt you.

At the end of
the 16th century,

six women began to
meet with each other

on the night of the Cabotina.

They were keepers of
ancient knowledge,

farm folk desperate
from the drought,

and girls who
weren't able to have

children, mothers with babies
who died in their arms.

Everyone in town had
turned to these women and

their magic powers for help.

But then from Rome came
the Holy Inquisition.

Those men were incapable
of separating the faith

from power, and they
started to spread

rumors and falsify the truth
about those poor, young women.

And what of the townspeople?

When the people realized
who wielded the power,

they began to
follow them blindly.

The women became beings to flee
from and curse their magic.

Better still, to eliminate.

The trial was
completely a farce.

They were condemned to
death without appeal.

They were heinously
burned alive.

But if the magic powers
of those women were--

Benevolent, well, then why
did they become so terrible?

You men will never be
able to imagine what

the fury of six women
humiliated and massacred

for no real motive can do.

It can happen as it may.

Someone was ready to
harness that fury.

The last one was Sibilla.

More than 500 years have passed.

By now, the time is upon us.

Who are you?

And why do you ask that
which you already know?

I am one of them,
a witch who has

remained intact with her ideals
that is different from you men.

I've never known any other
mortal who has had the courage

to look me in the eye.

You're not afraid.

Only those who have
known the darkest fears

have the possibility to make
it, accept what is happening

and win.

All of us are now
ready to do our part.

And are you ready to do yours?

You doubt me?

You should be thanking me.

Thanking you?

You were only following
your master's orders.

And he has a promise
to maintain with us.

And he will keep it.

His gesture breaks
a truce that's been

disseminated for an eternity.

And what do you have
to gain by all of this?

To bring a piece of
hell to this planet.

Is everything ready
for the ceremony?

Yes, this will be simple
to do, compared to the events

it will unleash, to
the destinies it will

change and will be swept away.

You said you were ready.

You will not be
deluded by us, my liege.

When all has been done, you
will have what was promised.

You wanted to be the
queen of the night, eh?

And so you shall.

My power is now great.

Together, we are mighty,
but there is still one more

obstacle between us and glory.

Weak as much as a man
can be, strong as much as

fate will allow it.

Underestimating an enemy,
although Insignificant,

is a very foolish thing to do!

That's enough.

I purge you, evil,
malevolent things,

in the name of the Lord!

It's about today.

I know.

How could all of you
have gotten this far?

This is the place.

The blood of the earth.

Where the souls of the
damned burn in eternity.

I've never seen such a place.

You mean it's not
scientifically explainable?

All this black water.

Not water but blood,
blood of the earth.

This place, it seems just like--

Like what?

A gateway to Hell.

Fascinating.

It's really too bad
that this kind of soil

can be found in any volcano.

Follow me.

Then you'll see that
all will go as it must.

This is no ordinary volcano.

So what you're saying
is, by following the river,

you'll eventually reach Hell?

Gabriel has been through here.

And he's not alone.

There's somebody
else who's with him.

We must allow our
faith to guide us.

It's able to
perceive heat trails

left by other living beings.

If someone has been here
in the last few hours,

we'll know within
moments of a prayer.

Someone's been through here.

Come on.

Father Emilio, Father Emilio!

It isn't me.

It is you who no
longer believes in me.

My Lord and God, if you
want me to be your soldier,

then give me your strength.

Do not forsake me now.

Upon death be.

How could you betray
the Lord your God?

You call it "betrayal," but
for me, it was a revelation.

Like all betrayers,
you are only

looking to justify yourself.

You have betrayed misery for
candor, the feeling of guilt

for that of omnipotence.

Reap what you have sewn and
bereave those who wait for you.

The choice is yours.

I have already chosen.

I want to be an obedient
servant, not a master.

Obedience is not a virtue, the
most deceitful of temptations.

It's very sad, master,
not to have realized

who I am until just now.

I absolve you for
the sin of modesty,

and I condemn you
for your stupidity!

Die, die, you fucking priest!

Now it's time to die!

Well, is that all you've got?

I honestly expected
something more

from the Vatican torturers.

You inquisitors
don't have the guts

like you once had long ago.

I'm not an inquisitor.

I'm a priest.

What difference is there?

You've come to destroy
us all, as others

have tried before that.

So many useless words.

Just do what you've come for.

You stay down there
with the cadavers

and the dreaded
lying souls you so

much have cared for all along.

Gabriel!

Gabriel, are you all right?

Gabriel!

We'll get you out of there!

I had given you
up for dead by now.

If we had gotten here
just five seconds later--

you do realize you were
practically saved by a--

Miracle.

Call it what you want!

You all are supposed
to be the experts, no?

Virginia, there really are
no experts for such happenings.

The balance has been broken.

And as a result,
these forces will

never stop battling each other.

They've done it under
thousands of forms,

but in the highest
of the heavens,

as in the infernal hell.

They have always left the choice
up to mankind, his own destiny.

You speak of tyrants,
of wars, of genocides.

And of martyrs and all
those who have dedicated

their lives to others.

The history of man is the
struggle between good and evil.

Because it was
decided as such.

And so it is.

And the Son of God would
descend unto the earth,

but he would live
and die as a man.

Evil itself has also
walked among men,

but never have the heavenly
creatures as those of hell

come to earth to
guide their armies.

And I'm sorely afraid
that's about to act out.

Everything is
ready for the sacrifice.

The virgin has been prepared.

My sisters are waiting for you.

The Lord our God in His
infinite greatness has seen

fit another chosen one to
render this moment eternal.

And who is the one so fortune?

I would be honored, my
Lord, but I'm not a virgin.

I have born a daughter.

Mama.

My love.

Is it true you're taking
me to a beautiful place?

The most beautiful of all.

No personal egoism
will be allowed

to become the common good.

You need to rest,
Father Gabriel.

Virginia, God only knows
how much I need your help.

But this time, let
me do this my way.

I'm lost, Father.

I can't do
anything about that.

No, I feel the strength,
the determination.

You're strong.

I, on the other hand,
have always been weak.

The weakness you have
also become your strength.

How can that be if my heart is
so fragile and my body quivers?

I gave my body to many men.

I let them do what they wanted.

And I felt pleasure every
time a man offered his sex.

And I welcomed it without
shame in my mouth,

in my womb, wherever
he wanted me.

And where is your God now?

Gabriel.

Gabriel!

Don't ever do that again.

As long as we're
together, we are strong.

I knew I'd see you again.

Can you tell us how we were able
to get here, suspended in God

knows what dimension?

I'm able to do more.

I can show you the way back
before it gets too late.

Your help is precious to us.

Great prince of the beasts,
the Lord God of all wars,

I open the gate of
darkness to you.

The hour is nigh!

Ugh!

Gabriel, it appears your
fate is as strong as my own.

Don't think that by
serving a demon would

relieve me for
the pain of having

to brutally kill my disciple.

But unfortunately,
you have committed

a grave useless sacrilege.

And now it's my turn to
have to pay the price.

Rejoice.

Do not heed the words
of the evil one.

Fight against him.

I'm so sorry.

You must get out of here.

No, Mama.

You're leaving.

I'm staying here.

You are pardoned, hoping that
your master will do the same.

Don't you think that my
martyrdom will be like Heaven?

Your very purity has made
you the chosen one, Sara.

The world shall kneel in
front of the black pope!

Gabriel!

I can't feel a pulse.

Come on!

Come on!

Come on, let's go.

You're ridiculous.

Welcome to slavery, you
cock-sucking sinners.

It's over.

This isn't over.

This is just the beginning.