Guru, the Mad Monk (1970) - full transcript

(robotic music)

(dramatic music)

(woman groaning)

- No, no!

No, no, oh!

- [Man] You don't have
to be so rough with her.

Can't you see she's frightened?

Let go of her.

I said, let go of her.

Are you all right?

I said are you all right?



- [Woman] Just go away
and leave me alone.

- Maybe I could help you.

Would you like me to get you
a glass of water or something?

I wish you'd speak to me.

I mean, it might at least
help if you speak to someone.

- [Woman] What
good will that do?

I'll be dead tomorrow.

Come and talk to me tomorrow.

- What's your name?

- [Woman] What do you care?

- I wouldn't ask you
if I didn't care.

- [Nadja] My name is Nadja.

- Nadja?

Oh, no, no.



Nadja, look at me.

- Carl.

Carl.

- I've looked
everywhere for you.

I thought you left
with someone else.

Why didn't you tell me
you were going away?

- I didn't.

I could never leave you.

Do you remember the night
I was supposed to meet you

by the old sea wall?

- I waited all night for you.

When you didn't come,
I went to your father,

he told me you hadn't returned.

We looked everywhere.

- I was on my way to meet you.

I just turned off the old road

when I felt that someone
was following me.

I looked back but there
was no one there.

I kept walking faster,
and all of a sudden,

I don't remember after that.

When I woke up, I
was miles away.

I tried to get away, but
they wouldn't let me.

- Who?

- A band of thieves who
call themselves gypsies.

They took me
everywhere with them.

I had to beg and steal for them.

The leader took me for his own,

and I would still be a slave if.

- If what?

- How can I tell you?

- You must tell me.

- I can't.
- I can help.

- It's no use, no
one can help now.

- How did you get here?

- I can't tell you.

I'm so ashamed.

- Tell me everything.

You're safe.

I'm here.

Tell me.

- I don't know how to begin.

I had his baby.

No, don't look at me.

There were complications.

I was having trouble
giving birth,

and the police were after us.

They left me by the roadside.

The baby was born dead.

I was trying to bury his
body when they caught me.

They said that I had
killed my baby son.

There was an old woman who
would watch me give birth,

but she lied, said that
I had killed my baby

and was hiding the body.

I told the court the truth,

but they would rather
believe the old lady.

They sentenced me to
die for my crime.

The only crime is that he
didn't have a chance to live.

If you want to
leave, I understand.

- This brings us
closer together.

I love you, Nadja.

Nothing in the world
could ever change

the way I feel towards you.

It wasn't your fault,

it was God's fault.
- Shh, he mustn't.

He mustn't hear you.

He has enough blame already.

- I have to get you out of here.

- There's nothing we can do now.

- I have an idea.

You rest here.

I'll be back soon.

- I don't know what
I can do to help.

You know as well as I do

that once the decision of the
court has been handed down,

the death sentence is final.

It's then my job to take care

of the last rites of the church

to ease the poor devil's soul.

- Please, Father,
you must help me.

I've never asked a
favor of you before.

If you'd help me this once,
I'd do anything for you.

Please, Father.

- You love her very
much, don't you?

- With my body and with my soul.

- With your body perhaps,
but not your soul.

Your soul belongs to God.

- I can't believe there is a God

when things like
this can happen.

- Don't ever say that.

Don't ever say that
in my presence again.

- I'm sorry, I didn't mean that.

- Of course you didn't.

Of course, there is a way.

It's a very slim chance,

I can't guarantee
that it will work,

but I could give it to
her with the last rites.

- What?

- The potion.

- I don't understand.

- I could give her a
potion with the last rites

along with some wine.

After a short time,
she will faint,

and it will look as if she
is, her heart has given out.

- What good will that do?

- They would think
that she had died.

I will pronounce her dead.

She will then be thrown on
the cart with the others

to be buried, that is
when you must act quickly.

As soon as they've
left the cemetery,

you must bring her back to me.

The potion only acts for
a short period of time.

If she doesn't receive the
antidote, she will surely die.

I will give it to her, and
she will be yours forever.

- How can I ever
repay you, Father?

- Your promise is my pay.
- Anything, Father.

- I need your help.
- Tell me.

- Our church is poor.

Mother church has seen fit

not to send us enough
money to survival.

Perhaps that is why we
are looked down upon

by all of Eastern Europe.

The lowest of all humanity is
sent for us to be executed.

It's not a very pretty island,
but it's all that we have.

I've always made the most of it.

A stench of death

makes other people turn
their noses up at us,

and in turn, turn
their backs on us.

I need extra money.

It is not easily come by.

But there is a need for bodies,

human bodies for medical study.

With your help, it
would be much easier

for me to supply these bodies
to the medical schools.

- What do you want me to do?

- You have access to the records

of who and how many
are sent to us daily.

If every day or two an
entry were not made,

we could just make
them disappear.

- I don't know, Father.

- You love this girl, don't you?

- [Carl] Yes.

- Then it would seem to me
there could be only one answer.

- Yes.

- Yes.
- Yes.

- It's settled, then.

Take this to Olga.

Tell her you must
have it immediately.

- Thank you, Father.

- Thank God there are many
ways to work little miracles.

(gentle instrumental music)

- How do I know it's from him?

- Don't you recognize
the handwriting?

- It could be a forgery, you
know, it's happened before.

- Well, it's not.
- Come here.

I said, come here.

Look at me.

Look into my eyes.

Yes, you're telling the truth.

One can't be too
careful these days.

It's a very dangerous potion,

and I wouldn't want it to
get into the wrong hands.

I've got my
reputation to uphold.

When do you want it?

- Right now.

- You've got the money to
pay for it, haven't you?

I don't do these
things on credit.

- Father Guru said I just
had to give this to you

and everything would
be taken care of.

- Well, you can't blame
me for trying, can you?

How do you want it?

- What do you mean?

- Liquid or powder?

- I think we better
make it powder,

it would be easier
to handle that way.

- Good, I've got the
powder on hand,

the liquid would take too long.

You work over at the
prison, don't you?

- Yes, ma'am.

- I thought so, but I
couldn't quite place you.

What do you want this stuff for?

- For a friend.

- A girlfriend?
- Yes.

- I thought so.

It's always a
girlfriend with you

handsome young men, isn't it?

Where is she?
- In prison.

- What's she doing there?

- The High Court sent her there.

- What for?

- Murder.
- Who?

- Her infant.
- Yours?

- No.

- You must love her very much.

How long have you been
working at the prison?

- Four years.

- You must have a pretty
important position there by now.

Just what exactly do you do?

- I'm in charge of the prisoners

after they arrive from court,
and after they're executed,

I see that they're buried in
the cemetery behind the church.

- Would you like to
do a favor for me?

- If I can.

- I need blood, lots of blood.

I need it to carry
on my experiments.

Without it, my experiments
cannot be completed.

I've been using animal blood,

but it's not what I really need.

Sometimes I try to scoop some
up from the chopping block

after the execution,

but I have to wait
until you're all gone,

and by that time,
it's half-coagulated

and full of mud and dirt, and
not suitable for my purposes.

If you could leave the
bodies after the execution

for, perhaps, half an hour,

there's sometimes enough
blood in the veins

that I could drain.

I have a very ingenious
way of doing this.

What do you say?

- No.

- No?

- Yes.

- What is your name, young man?

- Carl.

- Hmm, Carl, nice name.

Good day.

- What about the potion?

- [Olga] Were you
addressing me, young man?

- Yes, I asked you
about the potion.

- [Olga] What potion?

- Oh, you know damn
well what potion.

- No blood, no potion.

Good day.

- Oh, I see.

- I thought perhaps you would.

Is it a deal then?

- I guess it's going
to have to be.

- Not have to be.

Make up your mind.

- Yes.

- Give me your hands.
- What for?

- The contract.
- What?

- I never make an agreement
without a contract.

I used to take people at
their word, but not anymore.

You can't trust
people these days.

It will only hurt for a moment.

There.

Now you can't go
back on your word.

Here is your potion.

Good day.

- But--
- Good day!

(church bell chiming)

(chanting in foreign language)

- This is the house of God.

All present, acknowledge.

- [Congregation] Aye.

- There is life eternal in God.

All present, acknowledge.

- [Congregation] Aye.

- God is love.

- [Congregation] God is love.

- Bring in the first prisoner.

(woman screaming)

What is her crime?

- Stealing.

- Thou shalt not steal.

What is your name?

- Mara.

- God go with you, my child.

(Mara screaming)

- [Mara] No!

No!

- Bring in the next
prisoner, please.

(man whimpering)

- Oh, no, please no.

- What is his crime?

- Peeping.

- Peeping?

For shame, my son.

The privacy of others
is not for you to see.

What is your name?

- Hans, Hans.

- God go with you, my son.

(Hans screaming)

(Hans screaming)

- [Nadja] No, no, no!

- Stop hurting her.
- Carl.

What is her crime?

- [Guard] Murder.

- Thou shalt not kill.

Do you wish to receive
the last rites, my dear?

Say yes.

- Yes, Father.

- Then you shall.

Igor, prepare.

What is your name, my child?

- Nadja.
- Do you believe in God?

- Yes.
- Then God will help you.

God will forgive you.

Go with God.

Go with God, my child.

- Father, you've forgotten
the brand of God.

- She shall be punished.

In a short time,
she will be dead.

Isn't that enough?

Go with God, my child.

Not here, Carl.

Come inside with me.

- What about Nadja?

- Don't worry, everything
will be all right.

- But in a few minutes,
she's gonna be dead.

You said you were gonna help.

Why didn't you give it to her?

- Carl, take your hands off me.

You're not very
observant, are you?

I gave Nadja the potion
when I gave her the wine.

It was in my ring, see?

Everything will be all right.

- But how?

- You'll see.

- I still don't understand
how it will work.

- There are others
to be executed,

not just from today but
from the rest of the week.

By the time they get to Nadja,

everything will be all
right, you'll see.

Now, come.

(man whimpering)

- [Carl] Nadja.

- The girl is dead.

Her heart has stopped.

Leave her here with
the rest of them.

Prepare them, and let me
know when you're ready.

There's no time to lose.

- I'm gonna need some help.
- Igor will help you.

Remember, be quick.

Time is of the
greatest importance.

- Why must we bury
her with the rest?

Can't I claim the body and
tell them I wish to bury her?

- You've already aroused
too much suspicion

with your behavior.

No, it's best for all
concerned that she'd be buried.

That way, she's legally dead.

- Won't she die
from being buried?

She won't be able to
breathe, she'll surely die.

- The potion I have given her

allows you to go without air
completely for 10 minutes.

If after that time you
don't dig her up,

she will die, of course.

Get her back here as
quickly as you can.

The antidote must be
administered within two hours.

Take her to her cell.

I'll see to it that
we're not discovered.

Go, my boy, and try to show
no emotion about the girl.

(woman whimpering)

- [Woman] No, no, no!

No!

No!
(sobbing)

(dramatic music)

(Hans screaming)

(man grunting)

(Olga moaning)

- Do you think
she'll be all right?

- Of course she'll be all right.

- Did we get to her in time?
- Raise her head

a little higher.

I'll give her a
little more of this,

and everything
will be all right.

(Nadja gasping)

- Nadja.

- Oh, Carl.

Carl.

- Relax.

Relax just for a moment,

and everything
will be all right.

- [Carl] How can I ever
thank you, Father?

- Your happiness
will be my reward.

But we must be careful.

Nadja can stay in the
upper regions of the tower.

Igor will take her
food and water.

That will give us enough time
to make other arrangements.

- We can get out of here,
no one would ever find us.

- Did you forget your promise?

- Promise?

- The one you made to me.

- I almost forgot about that.

- Igor, take Nadja
up to the tower

and show her where
she can sleep.

We'll be there in a moment.

Don't be frightened, my child.

He won't hurt you,
he's your friend.

Nadja is very pretty, my son.

You're very lucky.

- We'll get married and I'll
take her away from all this.

- In time.

But first, you must help me.

I have an errand for
you to run tonight.

Igor will help you with it.

You must leave for
Rogoznica this evening.

- But that's 40 miles away.

- You can be back
by tomorrow night.

- Where do I go?

- To the medical school on
the outskirts of Rogoznica.

I have written to Dr. Borgini,

he's expecting you
there tomorrow.

He will have a sealed
envelope for you.

I want you to open
it in his presence

and count the money
that you'll find in it.

It should amount
to 3,000 kroner.

You may keep 100 of it.

If he objects to your checking
the amount, show him this.

I used to trust, but
the times are changing

and one must learn
to change with them.

(chuckling)
You see,

we're in a rather
delicate situation.

If we get shortchanged,
so to speak,

we have no way to
correct the situation.

At least not in the
eyes of the authorities.

- I don't want to get
into any trouble.

- There won't be any trouble
if you do exactly as I say.

- Maybe I could
take Nadja with me.

I know a place on the way to
Rogoznica where she'd be safe.

- Nadja is safe
right where she is.

What could be safer
than a house of God?

- Please let me
take Nadja with me.

- No, she stays right here.

That way I can be sure

that you'll keep the
promise that you made to me.

- I always keep my word.

- Talk comes cheap, my boy.

But I've learned not to
gamble on people's words.

I can't afford to.

I have learned in this
mortal life of ours

that it is each man for himself.

I preach that God takes care
of those who believe in him,

but I've discovered that
all my years of believing

haven't helped me one bit.

Mother church sends me
little money to exist on,

and even then, it doesn't
arrive when it's supposed to.

So I preach one thing and
continue believing another.

Self-survival.

You will be well
to remember this.

- I've learned a lot of
things in the last few days.

- I see that my little
disclosure has disturbed you.

Well, don't be.

You'll have to face many
disappointments in your
lifetime.

Nadja may leave the church

as soon as you've fulfilled
your promise to me.

- When will that be?

- Shall we say three months?

And then we can take another
look at the situation.

I want you in the
sacristy at sundown.

Don't be late.

You have a lot of
traveling to do.

And cheer up, Carl.

Look at the sunny side of life.

And how is Nadja?

Have you made her comfortable?

- She's very beautiful, master.

- Don't tell me she's
stealing your heart.

- Oh, oh, no, no, master.

- I do believe I've
discovered a brand new love

in that ugly mass
of flesh of yours.

Or is it just lust?

- I don't understand, master.

- Of course you don't.

That's why I can talk to you.

I can talk to you
and talk to you,

and you just look up at me with
that stupid smile of yours.

I can say anything to
you, you ignorant bastard,

and you just smile.

Maybe God was kind to you
when he made you this way.

Maybe God knew what he was doing

when he gave you to
me to take care of.

Maybe God knew how desolate
and forsaken this place was

when he gave you
to me to talk to,

to keep me from going
out of my mind.

Smile.

What a beautiful smile.

That's all you really
have, isn't it?

- Uh-huh.

- Your smile.

Go, you have work to do.

Nadja's very pretty, isn't she?

- Yes, master, yes, yes.

- You've never loved a
woman, have you, Igor?

- [Igor] No, no, master.

- Perhaps Nadja could love you.

- No, no, master.

- Well, how do you know?

Perhaps if you're
very nice to her,

she might reward you
with a favorite.

- [Igor] Master?

- You idiot.

God never intended for
you to be loved by anyone.

You were made to serve me
and only me, you understand?

- Ah, yes, yes, master.

- Go about your
duties in the church.

Oh, and, Igor, tell
me immediately

if anyone comes into the church.

We have work to do tonight.

- Yes, yes.
- Do you understand?

- Yes, yes, master.

(gentle instrumental music)

- You really should
be nicer to Igor.

He does love you.

You go to hell.

Do you know who
you're talking to?

Yes, and I hate you.

I hate you and your pious ways.

Why don't you leave me alone?

I can't trust you alone.

I can't leave you alone.

If I don't watch over you,
you'll destroy us both.

You go to hell.

If I do, I'll have
to take you with me.

You'll never get rid of me.

I'm getting stronger.

Every year, I get
stronger and stronger,

and one of these days, I
won't need you anymore.

You can't get rid of me.

You need me.

Without me you can't
continue in your evil ways.

You need me to cover
up your crimes.

Without me you'd have
no one to say Mass

for all those unfortunate souls

in front of the eyes
of God and everyone.

I'll find a way, and
when I do, I'll kill you.

I won't need you anymore.

You can't get rid of me.

You're afraid now, aren't you?

(knocking on door)

Who is it?

- [Igor] It's me, master.

- What do you want?

- You told me to tell
you when somebody come.

Somebody come.

- [Father Guru]
I'll be right out.

- Good day, Father.
- Good day, my son.

- [Man] I would to
hear a Mass, Father.

- Do you live in this area?

I've not seen you in
my church before.

- No, I arrived this morning.

I'm on a fishing boat.

We need to repair, so we
pulled into your port.

I've been to sea
about three months.

I'm afraid I've
neglected my God.

- What is your name?

- Lars, Lars Gunnerson.

- Are you a long way from home?

- I have no home, really.

My home is the sea
or wherever I'm at.

- When do you leave?

- Tomorrow, if she's
repaired in time.

- Are you friends with you?
- Friends?

- Surely you must
have some friends.

- No, Father, no, I came alone.

They would laugh if they
knew I came to see you.

That's why I came alone.

- Things have come
to a pretty pass

when people laugh at God.

Come, you shall have your Mass.

(dramatic music)

Igor.

Igor!

(Olga moaning)

(tray clatters)

- Igor, I didn't
hear you come in.

You frightened me.

- Eat, I brought you some food.

I hope you like horse.

It's all we have.
- Don't go.

I have no one to talk to
and it gets lonely here.

Have you always lived
in the church?

- Church?

- Have you always lived here?

- You sleep here.

I fix it for you.

Rags, clean rags.

Oh, clean.
- Igor, where do you sleep?

- Sleep?
- Where do you sleep?

- Down there.
- Where down there?

- Right down there,
near the organ.

I like the organ, it's nice.

It makes music.

I can sleep till eight o'clock.

And then sometimes I
can sleep till, uh,

then I have to get up
when the rooster crows.

Cock-a-doodle-doo!

- Do you like it here?

- I like it here.

- Has Father Guru always
taken care of you?

- No.

- How did you come here?

- Here?

- When did Father Guru
begin to take care of you?

- I come when I was 10 or 12.

We don't know how old I am.

- Don't you have a
mother or a father?

- Only Father Guru.

He's my father.
(chuckling)

- When did you come
to the church?

- Come?

- How did Father Guru find you?

Were you brought here to him or?

- He found me.

I was on the steps down here.

He found me in a big bag.

Father Guru found
me in a big bag.

My hands and feet were
tied, and it was very cold,

and it was raining,
and I was very cold.

And Father Guru
say I almost die.

I don't remember.

Father Guru teach
me many things.

He teach me how to talk.

He teach me how
to, he, (panting)

why you ask me these things?

- I want you to be my friend.

Would you like to
be my friend, Igor?

(gentle instrumental music)

- Igor, what are you doing?

What's the matter with you?

Now get up off that floor,

and never do things like
that in front of him.

Haven't you work to do?

Then you best go do it.

- Master, master.

- Igor, don't make so
much noise in the church.

What is it?

All right, tell her to come in,

and then wait for me in the
sacristy until I call for you.

- Ah, yes.
- Oh, and, Igor?

Tell Olga.

- Yes, master.

- Good day, my child.

- Good day, Father.

- Can I be of some assistance?

- I need your help, Father.

- If I can.

What is it?

- It's not easy to
talk about it, Father.

- Oh, surely, you can
tell me about it.

What's your name, my child?

- Christine.

- Oh, what a beautiful name.

Do you know where that
name comes from, my dear?

- No, Father.

- Why, from our Lord.

Christ-tine, see?

- I never thought of that.

- (laughing) You wanna
tell me about it?

- Yes, Father.

- I'm listening.

- Well, I just found out about.

Well, I ran away.

- Where do you come
from, Christine?

- Catania.

- And how did you get here?

- I walked.

- All the way from Catania?

- Yes, Father.

- Why did you run away
from home, my child?

- I can't stay there now.

My father would kill me if
he found out, so I ran away.

It's better this way.

- I see.

And who is the father, my child?

- You know?

- Of course.

- (crying) What
am I going to do?

- There, there, now,
everything will be all right.

Does anyone know
that you're here?

- No, Father.

- Then we'll find a way.

You stay here for a moment.

I'll be right back.

- Hello.

What's the matter,
cat got your tongue?

Can't you speak when
someone says hello to you?

- I don't mean to be rude,

but my mother told me never
to speak to strangers.

- No one is a stranger once
you've said hello to them.

- That's true, I never
thought of that.

- One can't have
too many friends.

- That's true.

- One can have too few friends,
but never too many friends.

What's your name?
- Christine.

What's yours?
- Olga.

Some call me Neferatu.

- Neferatu?

I never heard that name before.

- Yes, it means
soul of darkness.

- I like the name
of Olga better.

- So do I.

You have a lovely smile.

It's like sunshine.

Look at me, Christine.

Look at me.

- Are you sure you didn't
see her come out again?

- No, Carl, there's
something wrong here.

Why won't Father
Guru let us go away?

- I told you.

I made a promise and I
have to keep the promise.

- Why?

- You want me to go
back on my word?

- No, but at least tell me

what it is you do
for Father Guru.

Why did you have to
go to Rogoznica?

- I can't tell you that.

- How do you expect me to trust
you, if you don't tell me?

- I promised Father
Guru I'd tell no one.

Just leave everything to me.

Father Guru said we'll
be out of here soon.

- When?

- Three months.

- Three months is
like a lifetime.

- Not when we have each other.

As long as we're together,
that's all that matters.

- It isn't safe for us here.

- That's nonsense.
- It isn't nonsense.

I feel danger all around me.

That girl, she didn't
come out of the church.

Something's happened to
her, I feel it, Carl.

- Do you believe me
when I say I love you?

- Yes.
- Then believe me

when I say everything's
gonna be all right.

- Carl, I do love you so.

Carl.

(organ music)

- [Igor] Master,
master, a letter.

(suspenseful music)

- They're coming this afternoon.

Lay out my brocade robes, Igor.

The Holy Father is
coming from the mainland.

He's bringing someone
to replace me.

That will never be.

You'll see.

I'll win.

You'll never get rid of me.

Tell Olga I wanna
see her right away.

Move, you idiot.

I told you to go!
(Igor whimpering)

Oh.

God.

Welcome to Mortavia.

I was hoping to meet your boat,

but your message arrived
only minutes ago.

- Minutes ago?

That was sent days ago.

Thursday morning, to be exact.

- The post is always late.

I've told you that in my
letters requesting money.

I've told you that for
the past 15 years.

- 15 years?

Has it been that long?

My, my, how time does fly.

- Yes, I still haven't
received my money

for this quarter's
upkeep of the church.

I was hoping--
- Now, now.

We've only arrived moments ago,

and already you're giving
our young father here

a very bad impression

of the way we run the
business of our Lord.

And I distinctly heard
you say my money.

Since when is the money
of the church your money?

- I am sorry.

I didn't mean it in that way.

- No, of course you didn't.

But I've seem to have
forgotten my manners,

which seems to be the
rule of this island.

But allow me to introduce you.

Father Guru, this
is Father Polanski.

I've brought him with me so
I can show him his new home.

- I wanted to talk
to you about that.

I don't wanna leave here.

- And I don't want to hear
another word from you.

I will hear only
what I want to hear.

Do I make myself
perfectly clear?

- It's a beautiful church.

When was it built?

- It was built after
the great plague of '38.

The island was almost
completely wiped clear

of its inhabitants,
so it was decided

by the Great Mother
Council of Churches

to erect a permanent
prison in church

to take care of those people

who had committed
greater crimes.

And that way,

we could give them the
last rites of the church,

as well as execute them.

A vote was taken, but
unfortunately, our religion
lost.

So the money was pooled
and this was built.

I'm sure you can see
the advantages of it.

In this way, the rest
of middle Europe

is able to get rid of
their undesirables.

- How many prisoners
does it accommodate?

- I'm afraid I
can't answer that,

but perhaps Father Guru could.

- It can hold up to 100 when
full, that is very seldom.

- How long are they kept
here before they're executed?

- Not all prisoners
are executed.

Some of them are punished
for lesser crimes

and then shipped back on the
next boat to the mainland.

- Yes, you see, we can't be
responsible for complications

which might arise from
lesser punishments.

- I'm afraid I don't
follow you, Father.

- Not all prisoners
are executed.

Some of them merely
have their eyes put out,

and their hands
completely cut off.

- Surely you at least treat
their newly acquired wounds

before you ship them out.

- Oh, no, we couldn't
possibly do that.

We couldn't afford to
give them free treatment.

It's enough for us

to be able to give them
spiritual food for their souls.

You know, I'm really
quite hungry.

That trip across the water's
given me quite an appetite.

I don't know about
you, Father Polanski,

but I really must have a bite

before we look at the prisoners.

In any case, let us go inside.

The sun and I do not
get along well.

- But of course, Father.

Follow me.

- She is still here?

- Yes, she is.

- You think that's very wise?

- She has nowhere else to go.

- My body, you must be very
careful of idle gossip.

Humanity has a bad habit
of thriving maliciously

on relationships like yours.

You remember what
happened 12 years ago?

- The island hasn't
forgotten about that.

We've learned to
accept it since then.

- I think you're making
a mistake, my boy.

Of course, I could have
a word with my superiors,

and perhaps we could find a
place for her somewhere else.

Would you like that, my boy?

- She can't live anywhere else.

She needs me to
take care of her.

She needs to have her fresh.

- Fresh what, my boy?

Well?

- Nothing.

- Father Polanski, why
don't you have a walk

around the church and have
a look at your new home?

Father Guru and I have many
things to discuss in private.

Go, my boy, and we'll
join you in the vestibule

in about 10 minutes.

- Very well, Father.

I shall see you then.

- Let us sit down.

I do not like what I see.

- I beg your pardon, Father.

- You are completely
changed in your appearance

from the last time I
saw you a year ago.

I see I was right
in my suspicions.

But it was I who suggested
they replace you here.

I've felt this for
over a year now.

Oh, my boy, I know how
difficult things are

on this beastly island.

Believe me, you'll be much
happier somewhere else.

- I'm perfectly happy
here, Father Kopel.

This is my home.

My only home.

I won't leave here.

I can't leave here.

- Oh, you're talking
foolishly, my boy.

It's all been arranged.

- Olga and I--
- Yeah.

I thought we'd eventually
get around to that.

Well, now that it's out,
let's look at it in the open.

I've repeatedly asked
you to get rid of her.

I've asked you if you
had sent her away.

No, she's still here.

You deliberately
disobeyed my orders.

That's another reason
we're replacing you here.

It's been all I could do

to suppress the fact that
she was your mistress,

all I could do to keep
away from a scandal.

I thought you'd finally
come to your senses

and get rid of her, but
now I see it is no use!

- I can't just throw her out.

She can't exist in this world
without my sheltering her.

Ever since she was
bitten by that animal,

she hasn't been the same.

She must stay here.

She needs me and I now need her.

- Well, very well then,

I see I have no choice
but to tell you,

you are leaving on the
afternoon boat with me.

Father Polanski is
taking away here.

- I'm not going anywhere.

And neither are you.

- [Nadja] I must talk to you.

- Who are you, my child?

- My name is Nadja.

- Where do you live?

- I live here.

- You live here?

But this is no place
for a young girl to be.

- I have to stay here.

- Why?

- They don't want me to be seen.

- Who doesn't?

- Father Guru.

- Father Guru put you here?

- He and Carl.

- Who is Carl?

- Carl and I are to be married.

- Then why are you here?

Answer me, my child.

- I cannot.

It would be too dangerous.

- Then why did you call me?

- Something evil is happening.

- What do you mean?

- There are people that come
into the church from there.

I can see them.

But they come in and they
never come out again.

- Perhaps they leave
by some other door.

- There is no other
entrance to the church,

except that which I
can see from there.

- This is quite an
accusation to make, my child.

Surely, you may
have imagined this.

- This is not my imagination.

A young girl was wearing
this only yesterday.

This morning, Igor brought
it to me as a present.

- Who is Igor?

- He's the hunchback
who helps Father Guru.

He takes care of me,
brings me food.

And that is not all that I saw.

I saw something else
that was horrible.

- You must tell me.

- I was half asleep when I
heard Igor talking to himself.

I got up and moved closer
so that I could see.

And I saw Igor dragging
the body of a sailor

who had come into the
church only minutes before.

You must help us.

- Us?

- Carl and me.

We've got to get away from here.

- Where is Carl?

- Away again, for Father Guru.

- For Father Guru?
- Yes.

Carl won't tell me what it is
he has to do for Father Guru.

But it's something
awful, that, I know.

- I haven't told
you yet, my child,

but I'm to replace
Father Guru at this post.

He's scheduled to go back

with Archbishop Kopel
this afternoon.

- Oh, that's wonderful.

Thank God.

God does answer my prayers.

- Yes, yes.

I shall tell Archbishop Kopel

about what you have
told me immediately.

I shall be back and
everything will be all right.

Now, don't you worry.

(Igor panting)

What is it?

What is it?

What are you trying to tell me?

- It's Father Guru.

You must go away.
- Just tell me,

why do you want me
to leave, Igor?

Why do you want me to go?

- [Igor] Go away.

- Igor, leave.
(dramatic music)

Go.

You shall be punished for this.

We have warned you.

Come.

Come with me.

Come, come.
(laughing)

(suspenseful music)

(Olga laughing)

(organ music)

- My God.
(Olga screaming)

- Nadja.
- You frightened me.

I didn't hear you come in.

What do you want?

- It's lonely here, one
needs someone to talk to.

- Is Father Guru
still with them?

- With them, I don't understand.

- Two more fathers came into
the church to see Father Guru.

I didn't see them leave.
- What did you see?

- I saw them coming
from my window there.

I know that they haven't
left yet, I've been watching.

- I see, from there, I see.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

- I talked to one of them.

He said he would be right back.

Where is he?

- You look very tired, my dear.

You must lie down.

- Don't touch me.

- What's the matter?

What are you afraid of?
- Everything.

This place.

I wanna go away from here.

- That would be impossible.

You're dead.

You do not exist.
- Don't come near me.

- You're not a very friendly
little girl, are you?

- I have no friends here.

- That's not a very
nice thing to say

after all we've done for you.

- I wish I knew where Carl was.

Where is he?
- You know where he is.

He's with Father Guru.

We helped you, well, nothing
comes free in this world.

That's why he's
helping Father Guru,

to repay our kindness.
- What's he doing?

- Well, that would be
telling you, wouldn't it?

- Please tell me.

- You're a very
pretty little girl.

You shouldn't wrinkle
your brow like that.

- Please go.

- That was not a very
nice thing to say to me.

- I don't think that
you're a very nice person.

- I see.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

I had hoped we might be friends.

- No, I'd rather not.

- It was a very nasty
thing to say to me.

I can help you.

You would do well to
keep me as a friend.

(Igor grunting)

So, you have chosen
Igor for your friend.

That won't last long,
my pet. (laughing)

- She, she, you go away.
- I can't go away, not yet.

Not until Carl
comes back for me.

Don't worry, when
Carl comes back,

he and I will go away together.

- If you go away, I'm afraid.

- Of who?
- They.

- Why are you afraid?

- [Igor] They, they kill.

- Igor, look at me.

Did you see them kill anyone?

- I have to go now.

- Please don't leave me.

We must be careful.

If they see that you're helping
me, they won't like that.

When will you be back?

- Soon.

- You must be careful
if you see him.

- I be back.

- I came to see you.

You have a quite a view from
this window, quite a view.

Perhaps too good.

Olga tells me you've been making

some strange
accusations about us.

Is that nice, my girl?

You wouldn't be alive
it it weren't for me.

- Where are the other two?

- What do you mean?

What other two?

- The other two fathers
that came into the church.

- My dear, you have been
standing at this window too
long.

The hot sun has made
you to imagine things

that are just not true.

- I didn't imagine it.

It's true what I saw, and
I saw other things too.

- Nadja, I like you.

You have spirit.

We could be very good friends.

Now, I'm willing to forget
what you've said just now,

if you will forget what
you claim you saw.

- Stay away from me.

- Is that any way to talk
to the savior of your soul?

I like you, Nadja.

I like you very much.

(dramatic music)

(Nadja screaming)

(Igor and Father Guru grunting)

(Olga screaming)

(Igor whimpering)

(hammer banging)

I thought I could trust you.

But I see that I was wrong.

Olga.

Olga, get his tongue.

- Carl.

Oh, Carl, I thought
you'd never get back.

- I'm here now, everything's
gonna be all right.

- We have to get away from here.

- What's wrong?

- They killed him.

- Tell me everything that
happened since I left.

- The decision is final.

- You can't leave me here.

They'll find out everything--
- All right,

then I'll send for you as
soon as I've found a place.

- I don't believe you.

You're lying to me.

I can always tell
when you're lying.

- All right, then, I'm lying.

Can't you see I don't
want you with me?

Can't you see I have
no further use for you?

Haven't you been enough
trouble to me all these years?

- It's her, isn't it?
- What are you talking about?

- It's that girl, isn't it?

- You're out of your mind!

- She won't go with
you, she hates you.

She told me so herself.

- I don't want to
take anyone with me.

I just want to be alone
for a little while.

It'd be very easy to disappear
for a little while anyway.

- We don't have to go.

Maybe they won't find out.

We can say that they did it.

- No, you're wrong.

The time to disappear is now.

I'm going.

Goodbye, Olga.

If you're wise, you
will disappear too.

(Olga screaming)
(dramatic music)

(Igor grunting)

Stay away.

Stay away from me, Igor.

Stay away.

Stay away from me!

Stay away from me!

(Igor and Father Guru grunting)

(Igor screaming)

Die!

(Father Guru screaming)
(church bells chiming)

- Excuse me, could you tell me
where I can find Father Guru?

Thank you.

(dramatic music)