La dolorosa (1934) - full transcript

The Pained One

Look at this.

A treasure that will be lost

to the ravages of time...

unless we protect it with our devotion

and your talents.

I fear my talents may fail me in this.

- Might someone else be more qualified?

- You are being modest.

There are in this very convent countless

examples of your masterful skill.

More than ever, Your Reverence,

I hope you are right.

If not for his mother, Jesus would have

denied his divine call as well.

Close up, Perico.

And leave the key in the cottage.

You can rest easy, Your Reverence.

I get it--you're a cuckoo.

But I don't have time for you.

- I have something to tell you.

- Well then, spit it out.

It's embarrassing.

What?

- Now I really have to see the Prior.

- I knew I shouldn't have told you.

- Don't cause a scene.

- Of course not. Don't get all worked up.

It's not that. I just have to go

and attend to my duties.

Be assured, Your Reverence, that I will

not leave until my work here is finished.

I place all my hope in you and plead

to God for the success of your work.

- Prior.

- May God watch over you.

Come closer, Perico.

Watch it.

Don't take advantage of my generosity.

Don't you like it?

Of course.

More than smoked bacon.

It's just that...

My God! The key!

Did someone ask for coffee?

No one.

But I thought you could use some.

Not now. I'm busy.

Can't you see that I'm drawing?

Yes, and on an empty stomach.

Just have one drink. Without nourishment

your skin will stick right to your bones.

- Just leave me be.

- I won't.

And to think I almost didn't

leave the house today.

Help me, Don Serafín.

Help me convince this rebel that one

must eat in order to stay alive.

Well, naturally.

- You really ought to listen to her.

- I'm done with this.

Please, none of that.

Catalina may be frank but

she has your best interests at heart.

This one would stay cooped up in his

room all day if he had the choice.

You need to live more in the moment.

Get ready. We're taking you to a party with

eligible women and we'll raffle you off.

I'm so pleased to meet an artist

that's so young and so talented.

- Don Serafín exaggerates.

- I don't think so.

She said it, not me. Did I exaggerate

how adorable she was?

- Surely not.

- Oh, you're all too much.

- Will you be in the drawing?

- I'm not much for party games...

- ...but if you insist.

- Insist? I demand it!

And now I know whose

name I hope to draw.

When do you think

your daughter will marry?

That's difficult.

- Some day soon?

- I don't mean to hurry her but

even with many years left,

I fear I could miss out on the best ones.

- What's stopping you now?

- No, Don Serafín.

- Just look at you.

- Please.

- Is Dolores seeing anyone?

- Not that I know.

Though she doesn't look it,

she's very discriminating.

I'm sure when she chooses a man

he'll be the one.

Sure...

- Have you ever played "Wild Chance"?

- I've never heard of it.

- It's a very old game.

- And easy. Very easy.

Some slips of paper say a name.

Others say what you're dared to do.

You draw one from each and

whatever you take...you have to take.

- Understand?

- Not a word.

- I said I'm not much for games.

- You'll get it!

You write a name.

You another.

And you write the dare.

Good.

Are they all here?

Who's going to draw?

You.

What luck!

- Sweet nothings.

- What? With me?

Who loves you like me, little cupcake?

Such an adorable little head.

Oh, my cute little painter.

Time to present ourselves as a couple.

You have your mind made up.

I can already see us

heading to the chapel.

Here, have a seat.

Now pose for the portrait.

This is unnatural.

- I can't do it.

- But it's just for pretend.

Oh, well in that case...

But I think...

What?

I think that Rafael could spread the word

better than a mailed announcement.

But do you think he'll even

want to be at our wedding?

Yes, I'm sure he'll come.

He lives for these sorts of things.

Hey now.

- Don't get fresh.

- But darling...

In that case,

we'll have to write Rafael.

Yes, yes. Fine.

And when it's time for the portrait,

I'll put my arm like so...

And then my head like this.

- No, like this.

- And I'll do this.

The artist will call us

the model couple.

"Hold it, hold it. Don't move."

- Too late.

- We have angered God.

Had your fun?

- Father, don't be a brute.

- I'm only getting started.

I'm on to you.

- We were just here...getting a drink.

- From that crock?

It's not what you think.

What's going on here?

Uncle Bienvenido, he's going to crush me.

Yes, sir.

He speaks of marrying Nicasia

in this very room!

You!

You.

- You are my son?

- Yes, sir. So says my mother.

Enough.

I open my arms to you in kindness

and this is how you repay me?

I'll take the blame when it's deserved

but you don't even let me defend myself!

Why I...

Don't.

Let go.

The truth is...

Perico and I are in love.

It's true. I love her.

And we were planning the wedding,

even the portrait.

Yes, we've got it all figured out.

No more, no less.

And no less, no more.

The portrait, José.

Even the portrait.

- You've always wanted a portrait.

- That's true.

We'll talk about this later.

Fine then.

Enough for now.

It's already purged from my memory.

- It's for the best.

- Yes, sir.

Go on now.

Wait.

Now that I know of your plans...

- Before I can give you my blessing...

- You tell him.

- I need to know that you're not joking.

- No, sir.

Good.

- And don't forget it.

- I won't.

- Go to your room.

- To your room, my dear.

That's how it's done.

- I can tell you want to ask me something.

- Me?

No, wait. Let me guess.

It's something you don't dare to ask.

I wouldn't be a woman

if I hadn't noticed.

Tell me this instant or we're finished.

You're right.

- But it would pain me so...

- Oh, don't worry.

I don't want to cause you any pain.

Let's go over there and relax.

Forget about your art.

Here by your side, I wouldn't change

places with the happiest man alive.

Careful what you say.

That's akin to a declaration of love.

Dear Rafael.

No.

Most esteemed...

...Don Rafael.

It would give us great pleasure

to enjoy your presence at our home...

for Nicasia and I's marriage.

You'll see when I put on

My earrings and my necklace

And my gloves so elegant

And my mantilla with the silk bobbles

All the single boys will envy you

Because you love a girl

Nobody in Zaragoza could compare with

You'll get a good deal

If you set up with me

I'll also whet the appetite

With my smart clothes

And my cigar of medium size

And here, in my ear, a pretty flower

All the single girls

will be jealous of you

Because you've bagged a landowner

With more horse sense

than has ever been known here

The deal is really smart

More for you than for me

F: I know how to move as you can see

M: This woman really gets me going

Nicasia, Nicasia, Nicasia

I don't know how you do

Those gymnastics

That make me so giddy for you

Perico, Perico, Perico

If you're seasick

Get off to the doctor

but don't infect me

I'm so tilted

I've lost my compass

The doctors

Would give you nothing better

The pleasure is opened up to me

Thinking about the honeymoon

- Good night, Mother.

- See you tomorrow.

Oh, Dolores.

I love you.

Natalio.

- I hear someone.

- I'm sure it's just your neighbors.

I'm afraid, Natalio.

I'm afraid.

It's all right.

There's nothing to fear.

Listen.

Now do you hear it?

Who is it?

- What are you doing here at this hour?

- I could ask you the same.

Quiet. Please, quiet.

My mother can hear.

I accept your wishes, even though

they don't appear sensible to me.

The will of the Lord

can also be difficult to understand.

This is my only refuge, together with

Your Reverence and the brethren.

My son, God's house is open to everyone.

May the success of your endeavors

match the firmness of your conviction.

May you find here the peace

that your soul requires.

I'm here.

- Do you have a minute?

- Go on.

The painter Don Rafael,

I saw him at the convent.

Like always, he's there to paint.

No, he's studying to be a monk.

- Could it be because of a woman?

- Naw, I doubt it.

He doesn't have it in him.

Me on the other hand...

At times the urge is so strong

I can barely contain myself.

- Is that so?

- Yes, but I manage.

What a waste of time.

By the smirk on your face,

I suppose you must waste a lot of it.

- You pray and wait for him to come.

- What? So he can marry you?

- Get out of here.

- To be away from me?

- I need to break something.

- What's going on here?

Nothing, besides your son

becoming a monk.

No, Mother, nothing.

It's the painter Don Rafael,

giving his life away at the convent.

I saw with my own eyes.

All offerings be to God.

The day is finished.

Do you feel you can handle

the strict regime of an ascetic life?

This is my hope. Faith in the mercy

of God and in the Prior's prayers.

By the power of God and the Order,

vested in me and in my brothers here

I admit you among us,

and grant you access

to all the powers that you may require

to prosper in your stead.

We dismiss you now with God's blessing

that all your ways will honor Him.

What's with you?

What's wrong, my daughter?

Nothing. Leave me be.

You've changed.

You were once so full of life.

Why don't you want

your friends to come?

I don't know, Mother. I don't know.

Not today either, lady.

Dolores, my daughter, what is it?

- Darling...

- It's nothing.

It's...

Darling, tell me again

how you love me so.

Tell me straight.

Do you truly love me?

- Will you love me always?

- Always. I love no one else but you.

I love no one else but him.

Him alone.

My poor girl. You'll see how soon

you are able to move on.

No, I couldn't.

It's not possible.

You love him that much?

He's the only man I have ever loved.

Don't fret, little one. At your age,

such injustices are fleeting.

Mother, you couldn't understand.

If you suffered like I do,

you would never forget it.

I need him back here.

What are you saying?

Leave me be.

Pay me no mind.

You know I can't do that.

I can't ignore what's behind your words.

What you want to hide but are unable.

I do understand.

It's the truth.

Mother, I've lost my soul.

Forgive me.

Listen to me. Listen to me.

You're not listening.

Answer me.

- You haven't forgotten anything?

- It's all in order.

- And my coat?

- It's there.

I can leave then. She'll be coming soon

and I don't need to be here to see it.

Be well then. Have a good trip.

Thank you.

- I'll just carry your bags over.

- Good, thanks.

What do you want here?

Why have you come?

To find you,

even though you don't want me to.

But...

To remind you of something

you seem to have forgotten.

- It's just that right now, I...

- You, right now, are all I have left.

I understand.

You see then?

She died?

Yes.

Because of you.

I haven't come so that

you might pity me, but for...

your son.

Give me just one moment.

I'll be right back.

I'll be right down.

Keep the car waiting.

It was good that you came to find me.

I couldn't abandon you,

especially not now.

- I've always loved you Dolores.

- I told you, that's not why I'm here.

- Of course. I understand. Poor thing.

- Let go of me.

Calm down.

Rest a while. My home is open to you.

I just have one quick thing to do,

and I'll be right back with you.

The cold rock of Calvary is hidden

Behind a black cloud up a solitary path

The Virgin Mother walks on

And her dear face like a lily flower

Has lost its color

And in her wounded breast

Are nailed the thorns of sorrow

Her shaking body bends

Under the weight of her grief

But she continues, walks on

As her ice-cold lips kiss the ground

Where a flower blossoms

At every drop of blood that falls

From Jesus the Redeemer

Dark pilgrim's emblems

Of pain turned to light

She walks on, walks on quickly

Because the Son is waiting for her

Dying on the cross

Woman and mother!

Of all the world

Most sacred

With my apologies, Prior,

I should say, the views of this novice

can only lead to mass confusion.

Father Lucas, even unfortunate outcomes

can serve to increase God's glory.

Surely, the man suffers a great pain

that we cannot understand.

Above all, it serves nothing to worry

about a problem that isn't a problem.

Here, put this in.

It's too quiet.

It would be nice to have

a mule right now

or at least better shoes.

Don't complain.

Just brace the cart and watch your step.

- Go find one.

- Who, me?

Yes.

- You do it, genius.

- I...

I have to do everything.

Hello!

Come out wherever you are!

Stupid bunch of...

...enough of this.

Hello!

I take it you could use a mule.

- You have mules then?

- Obviously.

Or should I wait for

some others to come around?

Come along then.

Thank you, ma'am. I tell you, working your

whole life with a clown is no way to live.

I have no feet to walk in the flowers

The only thing that moves me is my heart

- Get to work!

- I already am.

I'm looking at this thing.

That's work too.

Oh, I'm sure that it is.

You have so much work to do.

No wonder you have

no time to do mine.

Mother is needed in the kitchen

Come down the chimney, Mother

She...

I wonder how that new monk is faring,

all the freedoms he once knew vanished.

Ah, he's used to it by now.

One gets used to everything in life.

Is that everything?

Of course, have a seat. Stay a while.

Stretch out your legs.

You don't need to

talk down to me, buster.

Yeah, yeah.

Are you getting on or what?

It's a wonder you're able

to make a living at this.

I'll be surprised if we

even make it halfway.

What can I say?

Business is business.

Because of you,

now we'll get to the market late.

We will?

Let's get a move on then.

Giddy up!

Come on!

That way.

Come on, get the lead out. That way!

And you two, more work, less horseplay!

That way!

At the country party,

they can get married there.

- The boy already knows what it will take.

- Right.

Entertainment...

decorations...

The dowry...

Halt, halt.

What's this about a dowry?

Trust me.

It's worth every penny.

It's a dated tradition.

- Anyone says different needs a pounding.

- Now, now.

- You're just trying to exploit me.

- Excuse me?

Maybe one day I'll find you

a real woman and you'll see.

And my boy is worthless? When it's time

to work, he's always the first.

The first to sit down.

Look, if these are your concerns,

we'll call the whole thing off.

What?

- I'd be no worse off.

- Oh, really?

We'll see.

Halt, mules!

Stay!

Now we'll see if you have the nerve.

What are you doing?

I'm leaving with mine.

You can keep yours.

Do you get it now?

You're just going to leave me here

with one lousy mule?

It's just one mule,

but it's got four legs.

More value.

Good bye.

Wait!

Just a small dowry then?

And two churns of wine.

Or we call off the wedding.

Fine, get back here.

He's so confident, so strong, so proper.

We could all learn from

the young Brother Rafael.

His soul is as strong

as his hand with a brush.

He sounds too good to be true.

The Lord sends many good winds our way,

but many of them turn bad.

It's not like that, Father Lucas.

Come on! Don't give up now!

Wait! Halt!

Is that a person?

- How'd they get down there?

- Surely not on purpose.

Beats me. Let's find out.

Oh my, it's a woman!

- She doesn't look thrilled.

- There's a child!

Get it. Bring it up here.

Poor innocent child.

What could have happened?

- She isn't from around here.

- Beats me.

Hey, we should take the kid back home

and have the maid look after it.

Good idea.

- And Nicasia can help as well.

- Yes, good.

Hey, genius.

Get down here and help me carry her.

José, I'm holding the baby.

It's been traumatized.

- Of course, you're at your limit.

- What does that mean?

- I'll explain on the way home.

- Giddy up!

You say God can help me?

What does he care

about someone so insignificant?

That's the same Virgin that

came down from the heavens.

Hurry, hurry, Perico!

It's an emergency!

- It's your father.

- Is he all right?

No, not him. He found a woman

by the side of the road.

Poor girl. God knows

what could have brought her to this.

You should have seen her

there under the bridge.

I shouldn't want to.

- I'm here.

- Like this child from heaven. Take him.

You're just in time, Brother Rafael. We

don't know what to do to bring her back.

My son...

- My son...

- Don't worry, dear. He's in good hands.

- My son...

- You, look after the boy.

She needs her rest.

I'll stay here and watch over her.

You two as well.

It's best if you wait outside.

- Did you two notice?

- Notice what?

- That isn't just any woman.

- Who is she?

- No less than the Virgin Mary.

- Don't be stupid.

The Virgin that Brother Rafael has painted

on the convent wall. They're identical.

My God.

Why are you still unhappy?

Haven't I given you some hope?

None at all.

I couldn't convince him.

Then...

such a long way...

so treacherous...

- so cruel...

- Father.

It seems such a great

punishment for my error.

Ma'am, your son has finally woken up.

Should I bring him?

I feel much better.

I'll come up.

Wait, Dolores. Wait.

My son is calling.

It's my only joy.

Poor Dolores.

Sleep, my treasure while I am by you

And you'll lack neither

Kisses nor warmth

Sleeps in my lap

Little ray of moonlight

Sleep in this cradle of my love

Your mother guards you, my little star

Who is my joy and my sadness

Ea, ea

Take pity, Lord, on this wretched woman

Once, with my love

She could have been happy

But what's the point of dreaming

Of a love that cannot be?

My heart, your hope can never be reborn

Poor Rafael!

You still suffer for me

Without thinking that

My madness brought you to this

Be silent, heart

Since happy you cannot be

My heart, your hope can never be reborn

Dolores, do not blame yourself

Your pain fills me with repentance

My pain does not concern you

Let's consider only your plight

I am a mother and I am strong

And I know how to fight

Why not take your troubles to the man

Who lately wanted you so much

And if necessary, ask his pardon

Never! Never!

Damn the coward that stained my honor

And denies it and lies

When his crime is pointed out to him!

Damn him! Damn him! I'd sooner beg

Without honor or good name

Than be wed to a man of that sort

Damn the vermin that cruel and mean

Denies protection, love, and bread

To that little angel

Poor Dolores! Poor woman!

I do not know what to do to stop your tears

I have no hope of seeing you return to me

Enough dreaming

That love cannot be

- Good bye, Rafael

- Good bye

My heart, never more can you be reborn

- Ready for a rest?

- I could use some water.

It's like magic.

- What's wrong?

- Nothing. I just choked a little.

Listen.

- I'm thinking of something.

- What?

I feel sorry for that poor girl. Perhaps

your mother can do something for her.

I'm a man, and still it makes me cry.

Or we could help her.

We could watch the boy, see how we like it.

Fine, but...

- Don't worry yourself. We'd be good at it.

- I believe you.

- But what about when we have our own?

- Our own?

It could happen.

It does take two, you know.

Fine, do what you want.

- I'm happy as a pig either way.

- Mmm, you're better than rice with milk.

My father.

All right, that's enough.

Stop, I said!

Make a turn over there and come here.

Where are you going?

I have to gather

some things back in town.

Remind everyone there to prepare

for the celebration tonight.

Yes, Father.

Is here good?

I think so.

Keep moving.

Keep moving until your legs give out.

Do as I say.

The big night has now arrived

For all the farming boys

Today in the plains

They bring in the big crawlers

They need enough roses and good herbs

To fill the balcony of

The brown-haired girl with the pained heart

The big night has now arrived

For all the farming boys

Today in the plains

They bring in the big crawlers

They need enough roses and good herbs

To fill the balcony of

The brown-haired girl who pains my heart

Love

Love is a poison with the power to kill

A liquor

A liquor with the smell of an evil flower

Its power

Its power disturbs all who drink it

So curse and fear that love

Little flower of the orchard

Don't close your window today

Little flower of the orchard

Listen, awake, to the best song

The song of your night watcher

And keep your window open

So that love can enter

Tender cherry

I don't want a carnation

I want your little kisses

That taste like honey

My God.

Have mercy on me.

Brother Rafael, what are you doing here?

Prior.

Why aren't you out with the others?

I must confess.

The woman that was my life

Has been brought here by cruel fate

And looking upon the poor thing

A dormant urge awakens in me

In her arms she carries a child

Without even a home or a name

This injustice simply cannot be

Faith, that sinner, if it is pure

Over passion it places duty

And seeing her punishment

Floods my being with pain and torture

Love

The love in my soul is a rose of goodness

Its heat

Its heat keeps bright

The flame of righteousness in me

There are two souls pleading

Two beings crying

And their pain

Gives birth again to the love in me

Love

Love

It's serious. Very serious.

To test my faith, God has placed in my path

a woman it seems was made just for me.

Despised.

Sad.

- Alone.

- Alone, no.

God abandons none of his creations.

Sullied by a man unwilling

to fill his duties as a father.

- God cannot abide this injustice!

- Now, calm down.

I am filled with charity for this woman

and for this child.

To stay here, my condemnation

would be certain.

If I leave, perhaps I may find my calling

without sacrificing my devotion to God.

I always suspected you were not

meant for the pious life.

The initiation was a test

that you were not able to pass.

Follow the dictates of your conscience.

In the world, as here,

you will have my blessing.

Thank you, Prior.

Return to your quarters

and sleep if you can.

Tomorrow these doors, which have offered

you refuge from despair, will open for you.

As we have all seen

The fated lovers

Yes, the fated lovers

Share a love for all time

What's going on now?

What is this?

I'm so cockeyed I can barely even see.

I may be a while. Take a seat.

But I'm leaving now.

Just give me a minute.

Let's go.

My, you look terrible.

Woman, if I had any strength left...

I'd give you the boot faster than...

You're not coming, ma'am?

And try as the world might

It cannot break apart their love

But theirs is not

The only love there is to be

You have nowhere else to go?

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