Saint-Narcisse (2020) - full transcript

My grandmother's.

Right.

So you do
your grandmother's laundry?

That's pretty sweet.

Well, normally
she does the laundry.

So, not so sweet?

You live
with your grandmother?

Yeah.

I take care
of her.

...but what
makes it beautiful, it's the,

it's the spirit of God
in your life at work.



I'm not just...
I'm not judging you,

I'm just telling you
the truth.

All that happy days

when Jesus came into my life.

That's akin to what we were
just singing about, isn't it?

When Jesus starts...

And here was
the most thrilling thing

that ever happened to me,

was when Jesus reached out

and washed my sins away.

And rolled that heavy burden
away and I was free!

- Hallelujah.
- Free from the burden of sin,

free from condemnation,
do you know that experience?

Mm-hmm?



"For my love,

"to protect your heart

until I see you again."

"If we are ever reunited,
return the coin to me."

"Dear Marie, I've uncovered
evidence that my son, Dominic,

"did not die from complications
after he was born.

"I'm convinced now
that my son is alive.

"I could always feel his living
spirit, but now I have proof.

"If you can find it
in your heart, please,

"tell him that
I also continue to live

"and that I long to see him.

"I'm not asking to see him
again in the near future,

"but I do hope
with all my heart

"that when he's a young man,
he will seek me out.

"Please, show these letters
to Dominic

"when you think he's old
enough to understand.

Please don't punish him
for my transgressions."

Uh-huh.

Can I help
you with something?

I was
just curious about your order.

But surely you know
that curiosity

killed the cat.

Well, I can't help it.
I'm inquisitive by nature.

Is that right?
Well, if you know what an order is,

you should know that these
boys here are sequestered.

I entreat you
not to engage with them.

If you know what an order is,

you should know that
these boys are sequestered.

Surely you know
that curiosity killed the cat.

I entreat you
not to engage with them.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa! Jesus.
- Who the fuck are you?

- Whoa, hey!
- What do you want?

I'm looking
for Beatrice Beauchamp.

She's not here.

When will she be back?

I haven't
the slightest notion.

Look, I don't mind waiting
for her outside,

but I do intend
to speak with her.

Suit yourself, but she might
not be back for hours.

I've got nothing but time.

Yeah, that's
more than obvious.

Don't disturb anything.

Who...? What is he...?

What does he think he's doing?

You have
some fucking nerve.

The water is a little cold,
but it s not bad.

Come out of there and put
your clothes back on.

If you insist.

What do you think
you're doing?

That was great.

I feel reborn.

Stay back.

Could you put it away,
please?

You wouldn't want it
to go off by accident.

Wouldn't I?
I said stay back.

- I'm warning you!
- Why don't you...?

Why don't you just give me the...

Irene, get away from him.

Stop.

I said stop!

Mother?

That's right. I almost forgot.

Why did she keep these
from me?

She was headstrong.

Like her grandson.

How do you know I am?

You found me,
didn't you?

But...

it looks like she
took good care of you.

I'm thankful for that.

Do you have any papers?
A birth certificate?

Irene, there's
no need for that.

Aren't the letters
proof enough?

Are they? How do we know
how he got them.

I think
I know my own son.

Anyway, I guess you do
clean up pretty good.

Except for that scruff
on your face.

What's wrong with it?

You look like a redneck.

Wow, coming from someone

who's been living in the woods
her whole life.

I haven't lived here
my whole life.

Why don't we have a toast?

To mother
and child reunion.

To mother and child reunion.

So, how long have you been
living here, Irene?

I don't think we need to get
into that right now.

Yes, it's quite an epic story.
I'm sure you'll be enchanted.

God, I really hope
she's not my sister.

I'm not sure it's a
sister you're after.

I think
we could all use a rest.

Dominic? You must be exhausted
from your trip.

I didn't mean to upset you.

You're not upsetting me
in the least.

Maybe I should stay
in the village tonight.

Don't be silly.

You're home now
and this time...

I won't let go of you.

Okay.

My birth?

Yes, I started out as an artist.

Mostly painting and drawing.

It's still
a big part of my life,

but I believe my true
calling lies elsewhere.

Really?

Mm-hmm. Art is merely
an imitation of nature.

I've become
much more interested

in nature itself and its
transformative healing powers.

Its mystical properties.

After losing you,

it was the only thing
that gave me hope.

I even tried
to summon you.

Wow.

So you are a witch.

A witch?
Who told you that?

Some silly waitress
at the village.

What else did she say?

She said that you live

with a girl
who never grows old.

Ha.

I'm surprised
they haven't tried

to burn us
at the stake.

There are so many things
I want to ask you.

Go to tell Irene you'll be
staying with us for a while.

She won't like it.

She's like
a child sometimes.

Whose child?

All in good time.

You should rest now.

If you want supper around here,
you have to kill it yourself.

Come with me.

Do you stalk
your dinner every day?

Keep your voice down.

Beatrice and I live
entirely off the land,

try to avoid the villagers
as much as possible.

How come?

Haven't you read Frankenstein?

So how long have
you lived with Beatrice?

I said keep your voice down,
you'll scare them off.

Hey! Are you my sister
or not?

I said be quiet.

What... What...
Come on, what are you doing?

Maybe we should have you
for dinner.

That's not funny.

Just like a man...
the joke's only funny

when it's
not at his expense.

Irene, I don't want to get off
on the wrong foot with you.

I think it's
a little late for that.

Hey! I want you to be okay
with me being here.

You can't just show up
and change everything around.

Beatrice and I have
our ways.

That's not what
I'm trying to do.

Your hair. Your eyes.

Your...

nose.

Your mouth.

Your face.

What about my face?

You look
nothing like her.

I am her son.

Why is it so hard
to tell me who you are?

Maybe you'll find out
at dinner.

Well?

What are you waiting for?

Where should I begin?

With Agathe.

Yes, of course.

Always with Agathe.

Are you hurt?

It's all right,
I'm just pregnant.

What a lovely baby!

She likes you.

She doesn't usually take
to strangers.

We were careless.

Your father found out.

He didn't let on
that he knew about us,

not until the night
you were born.

It was like a nightmare.

You were a month premature.

There were complications.

- They told me...
- Oh, my God.

...that you were a stillborn.

The father and Agathe's husband
both filed for divorce,

publicly shaming us
as adulteresses.

It was
a terrible scandal.

I was already convinced

it was a conspiracy,
but I had to be sure.

So late one night,

Agathe and I made
a trip to the graveyard.

The headstone
with my name on it.

But what about Agathe?

"Love Eternal."

Why didn't you come to see me
after my father died?

You have to understand,

Agathe and I were
excommunicated and exiled.

Everyone despised us
for what we did

and for what we were.

Your grandmother,
the church, heh,

the child authorities.

There must have been
something you could have done.

None of them wanted you
to have any contact with me.

You could have pleaded
with them.

I only wrote those letters
out of desperation.

You could have tried harder.

I did what I thought
was best for you.

Did you really?

You left my father
for a goddamn woman...

That's enough.

...when you were pregnant
with me?

I said that's enough.

I'm so sorry, Dominic.

I did what I
thought was best for you.

They told me
you were a stillborn.

I was already convinced
it was a conspiracy.

Your father found out.

It was a terrible scandal.

Publicly shaming us
as adulteresses.

I only wrote those letters
out of desperation.

Every one despised us
for what we did

and for what we were.
Your grandmother,

the church,
the child authorities,

none of them wanted you
to have any contact with me.

You have to understand.
You have to understand.

I'm so sorry, Dominic.
I'm so sorry, Dominic.

What are you doing?

He only takes pictures
of himself.

I mean, who does that?

Nice, nice.

Up!

What do you got?

- That was...
- I don't know what that was.

I don't know what that was.

I don't know
what that was.

You still had
a great hit though.

- Daniel's gonna serve it?
- All right.

Ready, guys?

Yeah, go!

- Whoa.
- What...?

What the hell?

Yo, what's your problem?

That's fucked up, man.

- Oh, come on.
- It's all good.

I wish you'd learn to knock.

Sorry.

How was the game?

I hate sports.

You need to keep fit.

I'm 22.
You need to keep fit.

You're determined
to ruin the tapestries.

What's the matter
with you lately?

I'm bored.

Well, you have to learn
the difference

between boredom
and contemplation.

There's a difference?

Have you been practicing
your Lectio Divina?

Ugh, it's so repetitive.

That's the whole point.

If you say so.

Have you confessed today?

What do I have
to confess about?

How many times
have I told you?

There is grace in suffering.

About a million times.

Someone's been spying
on us.

What'd you say?

I saw a guy watching us
with binoculars.

When?

Just now,

when I wasn't
playing volleyball.

You're imagining things.

Am I?

- What are you playing at, boy?
- Nothing.

I'm just telling you
what I saw.

You have a very,
very vivid imagination

and it's going to get you into trouble someday.

You didn't see anything,
do you understand me?

Yes.

Yes, I understand.

Can you even fathom how much
you mean to me, boy?

Can you?

If only you did.

You're
my salvation, boy.

Now go, you'll be late
for vespers.

Will I see you
later tonight?

Yes, of course.

After compline, then.

After compline.

Hey. Ssssup?

Beatrice? Irene?

Looking for something?

I hadn't seen you
upstairs.

Well?

Now you have.

You look exactly like her.

You can go now.

About seven years ago,

Agathe fell ill.

She never totally got over

her child
being ripped away from her.

When it became serious,

I contacted Irene.

She arrived within a few days.

It hasn't been easy,
she's such a sensitive girl.

She seems
pretty self-assured to me.

She puts up a front,

but it's
a delicate situation.

I wouldn't want her
to get hurt.

Don't worry about that,
she hates me.

I don't think she hates you
at all.

Oh, she hates me all right.

Just give her some space,
that's all I ask.

Gracious God...

I ask that your spirit
continue to be present...

with your beloved sons

here in our blessed community.

We rejoice in our sufferings,

knowing it is the pain
that we endure in this life

that will ultimately lead us
to redemption.

We revile our mortal flesh
that divides us from Him...

and keeps us

so far from heaven.

The suffering of the present

pales against the glory

that will be revealed
in the hereafter.

As a bride of Christ,

I declare to you that
all your sins are forgiven.

Those sins
that are known and unknown

in the name of the Father

and of the Son
and of the Holy Spirit.

What have you done
to yourself?

Do you like it? You said
you hated the scruff.

I'm not sure it's quite you,

but I guess
I'll get used to it.

- I brought you this.
- Thanks.

What is it?

Poison.

Or maybe a potion.

I was wondering if you maybe
want to go for a walk.

A walk? What for?

Just a walk, that's all.

Did you talk to Beatrice?

Yes, I apologized.

I guess it's not so easy

to find out
your mother's a witch.

She's not a witch.

You know,
after Agathe died,

I felt like
I was possessed

by her spirit
for the longest time.

It was the way Beatrice
looked at me.

You don't have
to explain.

It was
like witchcraft.

It was as if Beatrice
had deliberately conjured me

to take Agathe's place.

But I'm myself again now.

Beatrice is like
a second mother to me.

So I guess
you are my sister in a way?

But I'm not, am I?

I think
I should get back to work.

You know, you're
just like the local boys?

Completely
conventional.

I thought
you avoided the locals.

They avoid us.

We are witches,
after all.

We eat men.

I have to go. Get off!

We'll have
to meet again.

- Where?
- Here. In this clearing.

When?

The day after tomorrow,
same time.

Wait!

Daniel!

Daniel!

Daniel!

Daniel!

What's that for?

Proof.

There's your proof.

I took a ride out
past the monastery today,

it's quite beautiful.

Beautiful?
It's a horrible place.

Religious zealots pretending
to act on God's behalf

by negating themselves,
it's perverse.

It's very odd,
one of the young monks there

looks exactly like me.

I can't explain it.

I can explain it...
you're so self absorbed,

you see
your own likeness everywhere.

It's time for bed.

Irene? Are you coming?

In a little while.

Don't be long.

I have a twin.

You're not serious.

I tell you, I saw him.

I spoke to him like
I'm speaking to you now.

- When?
- Today.

I've been following him
and I finally confronted him.

Or he confronted me.

How could you have a twin without
Beatrice knowing about it? It's absurd.

She must know about it,

you saw
how evasive she was being.

I saw no such thing.

Anyway, there must be
another explanation.

Why would she keep it
a secret?

Here, look at this.

Another picture of yourself?
Your favorite subject.

No, it's not me.
It's him.

Okay, look...

Dominic, I know
the last few weeks

have been stressful
for you,

but that's
all in your head.

No, I'm not
imagining this!

You have to calm down
and let me help you.

I know what I saw.

Fine.

Then go fuck yourself!

One of the young
brothers has been complaining about you.

He says you've been acting
inappropriately with him.

You tried to kiss him.

The ginger?
He's lying.

He tried
to kiss me.

He can't keep
his hands off me.

He also said that
you disappeared

into the woods
the other day.

They had to search
for you.

So what if I did?

I don't want you wandering
so far away from the monastery.

There will be no more
swimming or hiking trips.

You cannot be serious!

The adjudicate
has come to an end.

It's time
for your conversatio morum.

To dedicate yourself solemnly
to the Holy Father.

You must be pious and express
your committed devotion to Him.

I have to go.

I promised Father Boniface

I'd help him
with something in the refectory.

You're not going anywhere

until you get this
into your pretty little head.

You are going to do what I say

and if I catch you
off the grounds again,

you will be
severely punished.

Do you understand?

Do you understand?

Yes.

Yes, what?

Yes, Father.

Don't be resentful.

If I'm strict with you,
it's for your own good.

Don't be upset.

I forgive you.

I'm not upset.

Can't you see?

You are just like
St. Sebastian.

Destined for greatness.

But you must let me
show you the path.

Can I go now?

How did you know
about me?

The nuns.
They love to gossip.

Nuns?

The nuns that raised me

before they dumped me
at the monastery.

What did they tell you?

That my mother died
giving birth to me.

That I had a twin
and they separated us.

So you knew it
was me all this time?

Sure, who else
would you be?

How could Beatrice
not know about you?

Who's Beatrice?

Our mother.

She's alive?

How is she?
What's she like?

I can't explain it to you.

You'll have to come with me
and see for yourself.

No. No, I can't.

I... I have
to get back. Oh, God.

Andrew
will literally kill me

if he finds out
I left the grounds.

Who's Andrew?

Father Andrew,
he's insanely jealous.

Jealous?
What do you mean?

Is he molesting you?

It's just something
that happens.

It's not right.

And what we just did is?

That's different,
we're family.

I don't know what to do.

You have to leave with me.

Don't you want
to see our mother?

Of course I do!
But I can't just leave.

Why the hell not?

You don't know him.

Is he violent?

He thinks I'm the reincarnation of St.
Sebastian.

St. Sebastian?

We can't let him
get away with this.

Dominic, don't you see?
I can't leave him.

Where's your motorcycle?

It broke down.

Well, why didn't you fix it?

Uh...

I haven't
seen this before.

Um, where's Beatrice?

She's down by the river.

Okay, I need to talk
to her right away.

- Which direction?
- You can talk to her later.

Listen, I'm sorry

for being so sharp
with you the other night.

Can you forgive me?

Sharp?

Brutal, really...

Uh... Oh, well,
that's all right.

I guess.

You're forgiven.

It's just that your story about
having a twin sounded so insane.

It is pretty insane, yes.

I'm really glad
that you're staying with us.

Really.

Oh God,
this is crazy.

What's wrong?

There's something
you have to know.

Okay? What is it?

I'm not sure
how to tell you this.

Just say it.

I'm not Dominic.

What do you mean
you're not Dominic?

I'm Daniel. His twin.

You're a lunatic.

Why are you
doing this to me?

I hate you.
I hate you, I hate you!

Dominic!

I've had enough.
This has got to stop.

Oh, my God.

Mother?

I always had a
feeling I was carrying twins.

After that night, I buried
the idea deep inside me.

The thought of losing
two of you was unbearable.

There you are, Daniel.

Father Andrew has been
searching everywhere for you.

I'm sorry, I was
at the chapel praying.

That explains it.

It's the last place he would
have thought to look for you.

- Come with me.
- Where are we going?

Come, now.

You know Father Andrew
doesn't like to be kept waiting.

This Father Andrew...

Is he dangerous?

Dominic says
he's a monster.

I'm sorry.

Oh, you must have
been through hell.

Come on you two, get in!

Oh...

Let's go.

Ah, shit, merde.

Oh, damn car!

Give it all the gas you can.

Damn it.

Where were you?

I wasn't feeling well.

I was resting
in my room.

You're lying,
I checked your cell.

I went for a walk.

I trust
you didn't leave the grounds?

Why did you choose me?

What?

Why did you choose me
to be your favorite?

I didn't choose you,
God chose you.

But it could have been
any of the boys, why me?

You were
such a precocious boy...

and very curious
about everything.

Always asking questions,

always finding new ways
to challenge me.

But there was
something else.

You seemed so lost,
so disconsolate.

Like there was
a void in you

that couldn't
be filled.

So that's what
attracted you to me?

A void?

You also happened to be

the most beautiful boy
I'd ever seen.

And that is where God lives,
in beauty.

I knew then
that you were sent to me

for a designated purpose.

I want to leave
the order.

Leave the order?
Don't be absurd.

Your destiny is here
with me.

- With you?
- With God.

I didn't choose this life,
it was chosen for me.

God chose this life for you
when he claimed your parents.

You have no other family,
where would you go?

You're not my family.

You're upset because
I took away your privileges...

but perhaps
I was being too harsh.

We'll have some wine
and talk about it.

Why don't you
bring me the bottle?

Don't be silly,

you know
where I keep it.

Sit down,
I'll get it.

They threw you
to the lions.

Disgusting hypocrites.

It was all part
of the conspiracy.

I'll make them pay
for this.

I knew it was you that day
in the village.

But you could
never replace Daniel.

Daniel is a saint.

You are the devil.

Daniel's not coming back.

He's free.

You could never
take Daniel from me,

he is a bride of Christ

and his salvation lies here

in the presence
of St. Sebastian

who has delivered him to me!

Daniel.

My Daniel.

Why have you forsaken me

when you know how much
I love you?

We will ascend
to heaven now together

as God always intended.

We will relinquish the bondage

of our corrupt mortal flesh

and be united in eternity.

Stop it, you two.

Andrew!

Andrew, it's me.

It's me, Daniel.

You...

You're not Daniel.

You're the other one,
the evil one.

Andrew,
don't you know me?

I'm the one.

I'm the chosen one,
remember?

I'm Sebastian.

No, you're lying!

You're trying to trick me,
you are the devil!

You...

You...

I loved you.

I did love you.

Dominic.

Hey, Dominic.