Mother of Tears (2007) - full transcript

An ancient urn is found in a cemetery outside Rome. Once opened, it triggers a series of violent incidents: robberies, rapes and murders increase dramatically, while several mysterious, evil-looking young women coming from all over the world are gathering in the city. All these events are caused by the return of Mater Lacrimarum, the last of three powerful witches who have been spreading terror and death for centuries. Alone against an army of psychos and demons, Sarah Mandy, an art student who seems to have supernatural abilities of her own, is the only person left to prevent the Mother of Tears from destroying Rome.

You're Elisa Mandy's daughter,
aren't you?

I'm Marta Colussi.

You really look just like her.

I knew your mother
many years ago in Germany.

She was a wonderful teacher.

I learned so much from her.

She was a great spiritualist-
the best I've ever known.

- My mother was a dancer.
- And a healer.

A white witch, if you will.

And it seems to me
you've inherited some of her gifts.

- Listen, lady-
- It's Marta.

Marta. Whoever you are...

I don't know you and I didn't
come here to talk to you.

Please leave me
alone now, okay?

How did you get away
at the train station?

What the-Who are you?

Elisa was helping you.
Coaching you, wasn't she?

l- I don't know.

I heard- I heard a voice.

- did you really know my mother?
- Quite well.

- You don't know much about her, do you?
- No.

I don't remember much
about my parents.

I was very young
when they died in the accident.

The car crash in Freiburg.

No, honey. I'm sorry.
That's not what happened.

Your parents were murdered.

What? What are you talking about?

Nobody ever told me this.

What are you saying?

Your mother dared to fight
a very powerful black witch:

Mater Suspiriorum,
the Mother of Sighs.

The Mother of Sighs.

Father Johannes.

- How many drops?
- Twenty, please.

You look exhausted.
You need to rest.

With everything that's going on now?
I have to fight.

- I have to fight!
- Stay calm now. Please. Take your drops.

Your weakness is your strength, Father.

I've been expecting you.

- You're Sarah.
- Yes.


There's a lot I have to
tell you-about your mother...

about you,
and about a world-

you hardly know.

More than a thousand years ago...

witchcraft was birthed...

by the shores of the Black Sea
by three sisters.

For years they roamed
the earth...

bringing death and destruction
wherever they went.

Search any art history book
and you'll find images of them.

Eventually, they found homes.

Mater Suspiriorum, the Mother of Sighs,
settled in Freiburg.

The Mother of Pain, Mater Tenebrarum,
went to New York.

Mater Lacrimarum
came to Rome.

She's known as the Mother of Tears.

She's the most cruel
and beautiful of the three.

And she's the only one still alive.

Mater Tenebrarum
and Mater Suspiriorum...

died many years ago.

The Mother of Sighs.
She murdered my parents.

Yes. But not before your mother...

had injured her horribly.

After fighting your mother,
she was reduced to a shell of her former self.

A young dancer
named Suzy Bannion...

finally managed to kill her.

But that's all history.

When that urn Brusca
found was opened...

it restored the Mother of Tears's powers.

How do you know about that?

Your friend, Michael,
told me about it...

when he phoned and spoke
of a magic red tunic...

that would be a great
and powerful talisman.

I've had visions.
Witches are coming...

from all over the world
to celebrate her return.

Yes. They're arriving
in Rome every day.

Every jet, every car...

every train brings more.

They aim to make Rome fall again...

to usher in the Second Age of Witches.

I can't take it anymore.
I feel like I'm going crazy.

There's nothing wrong
with your mind, Sarah.

It's the world that's gone crazy.

Have a look.

Look at this.

Usually I have one exorcism request
a month...

but the last few days, I've had more cases
than I've had in my whole life.

- Every priest I talk to is
faced with the same challenge.

Why is all this happening?

The Mother of Tears
spreads evil wherever she can.

Some she kills,
others she drives mad.

She revels in chaos
and human despair.

We have work to do.

I have a book in my study
that shows us the way.

Valeria! Valeria!




Father Johannes!

- Mother?
- Marta, come back! Come back!

Mother, I obeyed you!

Come on, let's go!

Let me- Somebody help-

Marta, help me!

Oh, my God!

Marta! Marta, let's go!

- Where's your car?
- It's right there.

They're coming!
Oh, God, run!

It's locked!
Open- Open up!

- Open it!
- I can't find my key!

Why were they all after me?

Your mother.

- What are you doing?
- I'm calling Michael.

Are you crazy?
They can trace you with it.

You're right.
Fuck it.

Come to my place tonight.
It'll be safer for you.

No, I'd rather go home.

Michael can reach me there.


Here's my phone number
and address.

- Call me anytime. It's no bother.
- Thank you.

You're Elisa's daughter.
That's closer than family.

I don't mean to scare you, but...

they know who you are, Sarah.

Promise me
you won't trust anyone.

I promise.

What's going on here?

They are burning the churches.

It's getting worse.

Mater! Mater!

There was somebody at my apartment!

I saw lights and shadows under the door.
I feel like I'm going crazy!

God! Help. Please help me.
Help me, please.

Take a deep breath.

- Thank you.
- Calm down.

Come in.

- Elga, meet Sarah.
- Hi.

- What is she doing here?
- It's okay.

Marta, you have to help me.
I don't know what's happening to me.

- Come with me.
- You have to explain.

Why is all this happening to me?

They know who you are.
They can't take any chances.

But l- l-
I don't know anything.

You know more
than you think you do.

How else have you survived
this long with those monsters after you?

Elga, would you please
excuse us for a minute?

Oh, please. Come on.


You have gifts, Sarah.

You need to accept that
if you want to survive.

Watch and learn.

drifting spirits.

They are everywhere,
especially here in Rome.

The old houses are full of ghosts.

Think about it.

The city is 2700 years old...

and we are standing
on five layers of graves.

- How do you do it?
- You can do it too.

With your gifts,
you can see what others can't.

Close your eyes.

Focus all of your energy...

and concentrate on this spot.


Now just do like I did
and blow.


No, it can't be.


Sarah. Ohh.

- Mommy!
- You can't touch her or she'll disappear.

Leave me alone.

Mater Lacrimarum grows stronger.
She grows stronger, Sarah!

Where-Where are you?

Mommy! Mommy!

You're in great danger,
my dear child.

- Learn to fight.
- No!

No! No!

Don't go, Mommy!
Don't leave me! Mommy, please!


Please make her come back.


Don't leave me.
Don't leave.

She told me to fight.

You have to help me.
I have to fight. Please.

I'm only a psychic.

I can communicate with spirits,
but that's about it.

I don't have your mother's gifts,
or yours.

You need someone who can guide you,
point you in the right direction.


Tomorrow I'll introduce you
to Guglielmo de Witt.

- He's a great Belgian thinker.
- Okay.

He'll tell you something useful,
if it's not too late.

Thank you.

Thank you.

No. No.

Pick up the phone.

Come on, Marta,
pick up the phone!

Hello? Hello, Marta?

Marta, you have to get out of there now!
Marta? Hello? Who's there?

Run! It's too late!

Now! Run now!

No! She doesn't know anything!

No! don't do it!
don't do it!

Mater! Mater!

Where is Sarah?

She isn't here.


It is you.

It is.

Stay strong. Stay strong!

- Mom.
- Stay strong, Sarah!


Mom, what did they do
to you and Dad when-

Shh. It's all in the past.

There's nothing you can do.
It was meant to be.

I was so upset,
so angry at you for leaving me.

Plea- Please
don't abandon me again.

Forgive me, little Sarah.

I can't speak anymore.

I belong to another place now.
Use your gifts.

Use them. Use them.


Okay, guys, listen up.
We're looking for a girl around 28.

Her name is Sarah Mandy.
If you see her, don't approach her.


Michael. Mi-

Michael! Michael!

Michael, stop!



Are you okay?

Michael, you're sick.

Where's Paul?

I thought-

did you-

I think-

I think he's -
I think he's dead.

- Oh, my God.
- They killed him.

- Oh, my God.
- And I can't -

I don't want to talk about that now.

Let's go.

My apartment is not safe.

- Everywhere I go, they-
- We'll go to my place.

They won't look for you there.

No, no. No lights.


We don't want them to see us.

I'm so happy
we found each other.

Are you okay?

- Why don't you just rest, take off your coat-
- No, no, no.

I'm freezing. Sorry.
I'm freezing.

I just haven't spent a-
a single night inside.

- I looked everywhere for him.
- Yeah, what happened?

- Because I went to Monteleone to find you.
- I couldn't get there.

They were following me.

Everything you were trying to tell me
I understand now.

I'm sorry I didn't believe you.

I'm really sorry.


Maybe you shouldn't smoke.

Why don't you-

do you want me to fix something?
Tea, maybe?


No, I'm f- I'm fine.

I'm just-

I'm just pleased
I found you again.

I'm fine.
don't worry. Fine.

Michael, you're bleeding!

- It's nothing.
- Michael, you're hurt!

No, it's - it's okay.

It's nothing.

What do you mean, it's nothing?
You're hurt!

I told you it's nothing!
Get off me!

I told you to get the fuck off me!

Do you think they would
spare me and my child?

You're so naive.

You can't escape her.

But they killed your son!

Your mother can't
help you anymore.

We all have one mother now.

The Mother of Tears.

You bitch!
Oh, you crazy-

you crazy bitch!

The name Marta gave you.

Find him.



Welcome back to the morning news.

And now for today's top story.

They're calling it
the second fall of Rome.

Over the past few days the city
has witnessed hundreds of acts of violence.

detective Marchi,
you say that they are all connected?

Uh, yes.

Everything started with events
at the Art Museum of Rome.

The brutal murder of the assistant curator,
Giselle Mares.

But how does that all tie together?

It was the trigger for everything
that's happening now.

We ask everybody to be on the lookout
for this girl, Sarah Mandy...

the only witness
to events at the museum.

- If you see her-
- Is she a suspect?

If you see her,
do not approach her.

Call the police
and ask to speak to Homicide.


- Fuck you!
- Oh, no, fuck you!

- Give me my money!
- What are you talking about?

Give me your car. Give me your car!


No! No! No!


Yes, can I please have the address
for Mr. Guglielmo de Witt?

d-E-W-l-double T.

- Yes?
- I need to see Guglielmo de Witt.

And you are?

My name won't mean
anything to him.

All right. Come in.

So, you wanted to see me?

Please sit down.

As you can see, l-
I'm not very mobile.

I'm here because l-
I have to ask you about-

We alchemists may practice
an ancient art...

but we do watch the news.

do you think I wouldn't know
who you are, Sarah Mandy?

And that the police is looking for you
because you're wanted for murder?

Another thing
about us alchemists-

we're not all one
thing or another.

After all, good magic is good,
and black magic is-

Well, it's good too.

Some of what we do
is magic, science...

esoterism, theosophy, natural law.

A little of this and a little of that.

This will let me know
who you really are...

and what you've really seen.

Hmm. Interesting.

I see you have latent powers.

Instinct more than anything else.

Marta Colussi sent you, I see.

So did your mother,
Elisa Mandy.

What did you do to me? Huh?

did you expect me to just let you waltz
in here without making sure who you are?

Now, why exactly
did you come here?

I need to find
the Mother of Tears.

- Why?
- Look what's happening to the city.

Rome is falling apart.
She has to be stopped.

Mmm. What do you think
you can do? Kill her?

Well, my mother was very powerful...

and I think I might
have the same gifts.

Which you found out about
when? Yesterday?

I don't know.

There's got to be some people that can help,
people like my mother.

Father Johannes said that-

that Mater Lacrimarum is bringing
on the Second Age of Witches.

Father Johannes was right.

Somewhere in the city the celebration
has already begun.

But I'm afraid there is no army of good witches
out there to come to the rescue.

If you want to stop her,
you have to do it yourself.

So I'm on my own now?

I didn't say I wouldn't help.

I can't give you answers,
but I can share information.

Follow me.

Centuries ago, a great Roman alchemist
named Varelli...

lived for a time in this villa.

He was also a gifted architect.

And near the end of his life, he built
the residences for the Three Mothers.

This may tell you
something you need to know.

The Three Mothers.

I don't know
how much it will cost me...

to break what we alchemists
have always called SILENTIUM.

I met the three Mothers...

and built three houses
for them:

one in Freiburg,
one in New York...

and one in Rome.

I discovered too late that these houses
hide obscene secrets.

It is from here
that the sisters spread pain...

tears and darkness
throughout the world.

This building should be
the one Varelli built in Rome.

"What you see...

"does not exist...

and what you cannot
see is truth. "

It's a riddle.

Find where Mater Lacrimarum resides...

and you'll find the answer.

Are you sure
you want to do this?

do I have a choice?





Stop. Stop right here!

Hey! Who are you?

I, uh- I just saw
some women come in.

- did you see them?
- No.

- You here to interview me?
- Yeah.


How long you've been living here?

Shh-A long time.

Thirty, forty years.

Since the Nazis escaped
at the end of the war.

And who used to live here
before you?

Oh, I don't know.
A kind of association.

Philosophers. Artists maybe.
I don't remember.

Why did they leave?

Maybe because when the Nazis
occupied the villa...

they tortured and killed
a lot of people down here.

Hey! You won't
report me, will ya?

Shh, shh.


- Where did she go?
- I think she's gone.

I'll check upstairs.

- Stay here.
- Yeah.

- She's not there!
- Then she's gone. Everything's okay.

You forgot what we were supposed to do,
didn't you?

- No.
- No?

Inform them every time somebody
comes to look around!

- Understand?
- Yes!

- Yes.
- Move!

- Where did they go? They just-
- Shh.

They're in here. I can feel it.

"What you see does not exist...

and what you cannot see
is truth. "

The secret of the house.

Those are the same symbols
I saw on the urn.


These are unexplored catacombs.

Oh, my God.

This is the home
of the Mother of Tears...

and her followers.

Dear God.



What are you talking about?

You'll see.

Stay behind me.

The three Graces.

What are you doing down here?

I'm an art historian.
I just wanted to see-

Come with us.
I'll let you see something.

We'll show you! Yeah! We'll show you!

Come on!

Mother, give us power!

Burn it all!

I will! I will!

I will!

Mater! Mater!

- Mater!
- Mater!

Look, Mother!
An intruder!


Get him!

We'll eat you alive!

Hang him!

Our hour...

is coming!

Hello, Sarah.

Come here.

Who wants to eat the girl?


We have waited for this moment...

for one thousand years!

Our power is here!

No one can stop us now!

No one!


- Damn you!
- It's an earthquake!




Shh! Shh! It's me, it's me!
It's me! It's me!

Come on. Come on. Come on.
Come on. Come on. Come on.

Enzo. Enzo!

Go. Go! Go!




# Lacrimarum #

# Mater Lacrimarum #

#Hail to the queen of rare delights #

# Malefic and tragic
are the strings of her magic #

# Screaming through the night #

# She is sex and death and more #

# The scent of evil
in the glittering city #

# A virgin and a whore #

# For the horns of blasphemy #


#She's our Mother of Tears #

# Lacrimarum #

# The howling on the wind #

# Mater#

# She's the lover
of all our fears #

# Lacrimarum #

# Mater#

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# Hail to the goddess
of the storm #

# Dancing on the abyss
in a blaze of light #

# A darkened star reborn #

# When the moon hangs in the sky #

# Sabbatical and fatter
than the blood red sunset #

# Know the reason why #

# The heavens burned today #


# She's our Mother of Tears #

# Lacrimarum #

# Mater#

# She's our Mother of Tears #

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# Mater#

# She's our Mother of Tears #

# Lacrimarum #

# The howling on the wind #

# Mater#

# She's our Mother of Tears #

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# The more in mortal sin #

# Mater#

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# Lacrimarum #

# Chaos in the cosmos #

# Mater#

# She's the lover of all our fears #

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# Mother##