The Apostate (2015) - full transcript
Things are not going too well for Gonzalo Montoya. At thirty he has no girlfriend (despite a mutual attraction between his cousin Pilar and himself), he is still a student and has become the despair of his mother. Yet, Gonza is an intelligent, well-bred (if not too well-dressed) and kindhearted young man. Among other things he gets on well with Maité, his downstairs neighbor and proves a wonderful tutor (not to say surrogate father) to her son Antonio. But in the eyes of the conservative society he lives in, he has a major defect, his propensity to think for himself. If he has failed his philosophy exam, it is precisely because he would not duplicate his professor's views. And now what idea has he got ? To apostatize, nothing less! Needless to say that his decision marks the beginning of a long, long...Way of the Cross!
Hello.
Is Father Quirós here?
Is he dead?
You made a vow of silence?
Christ! For how long?
Thanks.
Father Quirós?
Good morning.
Good morning.
Are you here to confess?
-No, I came for something else.
-Come in and sit down.
How can I help you?
I need a baptismal certificate.
Were you baptized here?
Yes, by you.
I also had my First Communion here.
Do you remember when you got baptized?
September of '78.
Then the record should be here.
In the books.
What's your name, son?
Tamayo. Gonzalo Tamayo.
The son of Ernesto Tamayo...
and Carmen Santamarina?
Yes.
Why do you need
a baptismal certificate?
To apostatize.
Dear Javi,
I have finally begun the proceedings.
I went by the church
to get the baptismal certificate.
Did you know Father Quirós
is still wearing the red ring?
I remembered that
when we kissed his hand,
we always tried to see
our reflection on the ring's stone.
Do you think we were
looking for a divine sign?
I really miss those days
when you lived in Madrid, you bastard.
I've got so much to tell you.
Since I've decided to apostatize,
lots of things are happening
that I can't control.
Look, the other morning
I was asleep in bed...
-Hi.
-Hello.
What's up?
-Poor Carlos!
-What about me?
Don't annoy me, too.
He's so immature!
-So, it's over?
-I don't know.
And I got the apartment.
-That's good news.
-Yeah, great.
The perfect moment to doubt everything.
Hey, Pilar, can you put that paper
back on the floor?
It's a reminder.
I have to re-do two invoices
for my father.
If that's not there, I won't remember.
Were you asleep?
No, don't worry. I have to go to work.
Try to sleep, my love.
There's some food in the fridge
that grandma made,
if you're hungry.
-All right.
-OK.
Yes?
-Gonzalo?
-Hello, mother.
-Are you awake?
-Yes, I am.
-Is anyone with you?
-No, I'm alone.
You sound weird. Are you sick?
It's just very early.
-I'll call you later.
-OK, bye.
It was impossible not to desire my cousin.
Even as a child, she was beautiful.
I was ashamed to tell you
that one day I couldn't control myself
and asked my grandmother
for permission to marry her.
I lied and said the Pope had
to marry us, for it not to be a sin.
So, I needed her authorization.
-"Will you let us, grandma?"
-"Of course, sweetheart."
-Hello, Gonza.
-Hello, Antonio.
Did you know Galván and Toti
were expelled from class?
Why?
For doing that tickling thing in class.
We've talked about that, haven't we?
Yes, it's something you do in private.
One day I did it eight times,
and a friend, eleven.
Eleven times? No way.
Shall we start with your homework,
or do you want to read?
Let's read.
Start here.
From "Moriel".
Do you know
if women are ticklish, too?
Sure, in their own way.
And my mother?
Yes.
-Did she make cookies?
-Yes.
Thanks.
How do you know?
-Know what?
-About my mother being ticklish.
I don't, I just guess so.
Why do you ask?
I don't know.
-What did you hear?
-Nothing.
Carry on.
"Moriel was a bit depressed.
He no longer had the strength
to face misfortunes,
and his scorn for events
slowly turned into
an almost superstitious terror
that grew with each new blow he received.
The corruption was invincible,
and it seemed easier to destroy
that generation than to convince it."
-Gonzalo?
-Yes.
-I'm Bishop Jorge. Good morning.
-Good morning.
The beadle told me
you want to apostatize.
Yes.
I have the application
and the baptismal certificate.
-And are you in hurry?
-Now?
No, not particularly.
Traditionally apostasy
was carried out by an act.
A symbolic act.
The person who wanted to apostatize
stated his decision to abandon
the Catholic faith in front of the altar.
Then, he had to leave the church
walking backwards
while he looked at the altar.
That's lovely.
-Take one.
-No, thanks, I don't...
So, tell me, why do you want to do this?
-There are lots of reasons.
-You can tell me what's going on.
My parents betrayed me.
I was not allowed to choose.
-My baptism was involuntary.
-Naturally, so was mine.
The Catholic education I received
did me no good.
Many of the things they taught me
have been counter-productive.
What things?
Why was the spirituality
you learned counter-productive?
Well, it was never about spirituality.
It was more a matter
of scaring us with superstitions,
of control as opposed to reasons.
And then there are the dogmas,
the monotheism,
the idea that things happen
in a determined way.
It seems like an unnatural way
of conceiving the world,
which leaves me no space.
There are other things,
like, if God orders you to be poor,
how do you end up being rich?
We all have what we've been given, son.
Your doubts have led you to bitterness.
That's very normal.
Great men of faith have doubted.
It's good that you're curious,
but you forget that hatred
is an illness cured by words.
As St. Ignatius said:
"In dubiis non est agendum."
-In cases of doubt, do not act.
-Do not act.
Doubt,
-desolation...
-Yes, I understand.
But I don't know
how to believe in any of that.
Much less in a vengeful, suspicious God.
Gonzalo, let me advise you.
You'll be a good Christian.
St. Augustine was just like you.
And God's inspiration
converted him into one
of the Fathers of our Church.
You, too, will hear the Lord's voice
and be converted.
You will love what you now hate.
You will love the nobles,
protectors of the industries
and an example of good customs.
You will love the kings, images of God
on earth who enforce the law.
And the friars, poor, humble creatures
who teach good doctrines
and comfort the afflicted.
If it were as you say, Father,
and their aim wasn't to exploit people,
I would love them.
But it doesn't seem right to continue
being a part of something
with which I don't identify.
Do you think I feel
totally represented by the Pope?
Do you feel represented
by the president?
-By the king?
-No, not at all.
And do you stop being Spanish
because of that? I doubt it.
So, tell me.
By what do you feel represented?
-By myself.
-Of course.
And tell me,
have you told your mother?
My mother?
No, she still doesn't know.
I see. And you want
to continue with the process?
Yes, I want to be erased
from the baptismal records
and from any other record there is.
Don't worry, Gonzalo.
We'll make a note in the book.
Great. And then what?
You have to wait for the letter
from the archbishopric.
But can't you...?
No, no, you submit the documentation,
and we'll send the letter
to the address you give us.
You start the process over there.
Hello...
How much?
Thank you.
FAIL
Professor?
Professor!
Look, Tamayo, philosophizing
isn't forcing the classics
to say whatever you want.
There are absolute truths!
Then, why think?
For the Greeks,
there was only one sin:
excess, hubris.
Human beings must accept that mediocrity
is their natural condition.
Isn't there always
a hidden meaning in things?
And to discuss that in depth
I've invited you to attend my class
again, next year, as you know.
"Idols of the cave."
"Great is the audacity of ignorance."
-Hi.
-Hello.
Could I have a couple of steaks?
Yes, would you like veal
or aged beef?
-Veal.
-Veal.
How would you like them,
thin or thick?
-Thin.
-Thin.
-Hello, Maite.
-Hello.
Who'll open it?
Will you open it, please?
I can't find my keys.
-Thanks.
-You're welcome.
Did you see that Antonio's grades
have improved?
Yes, he's concentrating more.
It's thanks to you, Gonzalo.
Has he mentioned a girl?
Why?
No, he had a piece of paper
and wouldn't tell me what it was.
I tried to find out,
but I think he was embarrassed.
-He probably likes some girl.
-You think so?
Yes, he's growing up.
Well, something's going on.
Excuse me, Curly.
The toilet isn't working.
-I'll be right there.
-Bye.
-Did you try that trick?
-Yes, but it didn't work.
-I had to shut the water off.
-OK. I'll fix it.
-Where were you?
-Working.
And I got some steaks for dinner.
-I wanted to talk to you.
-Any word from Carlos?
No.
What is this?
Why do you need
a baptismal certificate?
-Are you getting married?
-No!
I'm going to apostatize.
I don't want to be included
in their statistics, you know?
Look, finish school, finish something.
Forget that nonsense.
It isn't nonsense.
They've got our names.
And they're using us.
Want to join me?
You'll give up at the first hurdle.
You know what's nonsense?
Buying an apartment you can't afford
and blackmailing some guy named Carlos,
so you can pay for it and eat.
Thanks, Curly.
In the end,
you'll be the of those girls
who wants to get pregnant,
have a white wedding,
and take the kids
to a Catholic school.
What are you doing?
You know you can stay
as long as you want.
Pilar...
You know what?
You're still a cruel boy.
Antonio?
Hello. I need some definitions.
Come in.
-I'm going to put on some music.
-All right.
-Is that crying girl your cousin?
-Yes.
Why was she crying?
She was angry with me.
I can't find "monumental".
Why don't you look for "monument"?
Why was your cousin angry?
Why don't you take the dictionary
and do your work at home?
All right.
Bye.
I couldn't forget
what my cousin had said.
You remember José Luis?
He smelled odd, like stale piss.
What I did to him was really cruel.
I couldn't stand José Luis.
The dickhead was manipulated
by his mother, a very nosy woman.
One day, just so he'd leave me alone,
I got him in the school yard
and punched him in the stomach.
Then I rubbed his face
with some bread we pissed on.
He was so scared,
he did nothing to defend himself.
He just kept looking at me.
After a while I let him go.
The bastard told his mother that evening.
They expelled me
and made me flunk the grade.
The psychologist made light
of my thefts and misdeeds.
He said I was looking for the attention
I didn't get at home.
Hello. It's Tamayo.
LAWYER
Hello.
Tell your father
it's the last time I'll do this.
Tell dad I've left this here.
-You have to separate these, too.
-More envelopes?
I told dad
I don't want to do this anymore.
Gonza, I don't understand.
It was the last exam.
What happened? Didn't you study?
-Of course I did, mom.
-Well, then?
It seems your son is still half stupid.
Don't say that.
Well, I'll pass next year,
or the year after that.
You said that last year,
and the year before.
I'm leaving, OK?
You don't want to stay for lunch?
Your sister's coming with the baby.
I can't. Give them a kiss for me.
-Hi.
-Hello.
Mom says I should only use
the school dictionary,
or else it's an abuse.
I gave it to him.
-I told her that.
-Yeah, OK.
We'll let you be. Bye.
Bye.
"Regarding your request,
in accordance with Article 302,
you are invited to the archbishopric
to re-evaluate your decision."
Hi, Gonza.
"If the applicant is firmly determined
to renounce his religious faith,
there will be an audience
prior to the process,
so that he may present all documentation
and the allegations he sees fit."
I've told them everything.
What do these people want?
Who?
Write down what I say.
"Now I understand
the excess and violence
that accompany
the first popular revolts,
and certain crimes that reason
cannot justify now make sense."
Wait...
"And I understand the passion
of countless beings
abused by the tyranny of centuries."
Why are they shocked
when the rope breaks,
after they have
stretched it so much,
not understanding
that every resistance has its limit
and every tyranny
finally has its terrible day?
I don't understand anything.
Nor do I.
We'll do this another day.
Bishop Jorge will be busy all day.
-Can he see me?
-Bishop Jorge left you a message.
Well, what did he say?
A baptismal record doesn't
necessarily have to do
with your current beliefs
or attendance at worship.
-So don't worry.
-Don't worry?
Tell him that's not what we agreed, OK?
OK?
Apostate Spain: Room 107
III Nudist Conference: Room 109
Next, let's vote for a representative.
We have to vote.
Come on. Let's vote now
and get this done with.
I insist we must attack on all fronts.
If we do it through the Data Protection
Agency, we won't achieve much,
but at least the Church officials
will have to answer us.
-But we won't achieve anything that way.
-We know that.
We have to continue
with the demonstrations.
It's the only way
to get people to rise.
Yes, there are more of us,
since we became active.
But I think if we have someone there
as our official representative
and they're present
during the whole procedure,
we're going to get
a better idea of what's going on.
So, we'll continue with the demonstrations
in the meantime.
Now, about the Atheist procession.
David and the treasurer
have hired the bus.
Gema and Araújo are forming
a group to make some banners.
The banners are ready.
Everyone join in. The more we are,
the sooner we can have a few beers.
We'll split the cost of the gas.
It's about 5 euros each.
Hey!
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Going to the village the other day,
I had that feeling of discomfort
I get every so often.
I remembered that, as a child,
my mother made me lie to the family
because she was ashamed
that I kept flunking a grade.
Everyone thought I got good grades.
Even my psychologist was fooled
and noted my progress.
At home, that was seen as a triumph.
One day it was even celebrated
with pancakes.
The cake!
Gonzalo! Dessert!
Do you like that? Do you?
Let's see what else there is.
The little birds,
the bull, look at them.
Look, this was our room,
when we were kids.
Do you like it?
Wow, look at all this crap.
-Gonzalo, you won't get any dessert!
-Coming!
Eight or ten openings
are not the same as two or three.
The chances are greater.
But that's not the case.
I understand.
-Is Pilar interested?
-She has her own plans,
but she has to pay her apartment.
They're so strong and intelligent.
Hey, Ernesto,
they all graduated with honors.
Our kids will get what they want.
But you need more than that
for the civil service exams.
Don't fool yourself.
That's not the only important thing
to pass the exam.
Is the exam really that hard?
No, it's just as hard
as all the other exams.
Pilar, cheer up your grandfather.
It's his party.
Grandpa, will I sing for you?
Sing for him.
Poor old Wimpy is sick
What will we give him?
Poor old Wimpy is sick
What will we give him?
A beating with a stick
And we'll kill him
A beating with a stick
And we'll kill him
Poor old Wimpy
Is really is a wimp
He touches his thingy
Cuz it's all limp
He pokes it with his finger
It's no use, he gives a sigh
Poor old Wimpy
He wants to die
Poor old Wimpy is sick
What will we give him?
Poor old Wimpy is sick
What will we give him?
Snail water
And he'll get better
Snail water
And he'll get better
What's wrong?
The dogs.
What do you mean, Curly?
Those dogs...
I think it is outrageous
that you won't begin the process
until the applicant locates
a record that is in your possession.
I believe the only reason for this
is to complicate the process,
to encourage
a greater number of people to give up.
To justify your refusal
to cancel the record,
you claim that the baptismal book
isn't a database.
With regards to this,
I wish to say that Bishop Jorge,
on my visit to the archbishopric,
mentioned the possibility of writing
my decision in the baptismal book.
-Is this seat taken?
-No, you can sit down.
So, what you call "a registry
that records a historical fact"
is a real database
that can be updated.
Then you say you have
an apostolic mission...
-Can you put this up there for me?
-This mission you speak of,
imposed by a supernatural being
of debatable existence,
involves a legal apparatus
compiled in the Code of Canonical Law.
This code should not transcend
the constitutional text
of a declared lay state.
In short, my baptism incorporates me
into a system of beliefs I don't share
and also subordinates me
to a parallel legal system.
I am only subject
to the constitutional legal system,
which supports my right
to freely choose my belief.
Let me just say
that my adscription to the Catholic Church
was done without my consultation.
I would never support
the institution's basic precepts
because they are exclusive
and patriarchal,
and everyone knows
of the institution's repeated involvement
with bloody totalitarian regimes,
which grant it great privileges.
Finally,
in regards to your claim
that my baptismal certificate
does not necessarily correspond
to my current beliefs,
I see that the number of affiliates
benefits you more,
and therefore
you prioritize high numbers
instead of valuing the quality
of the affiliates.
Obviously, coherence
is not one of your main concerns
as you continue to defend
a register with non-believers,
despite the clear objection
declared by many of them.
Your position clashes with my coherence
of which I am proud,
proven by the fact that
I am addressing you yet again
in what is an irritating process.
Therefore, I ask you to please
accept my demand and cancel
all the data you have on me,
as it constitutes a record
of the violation of my freedom.
Finally, I want to say to this tribunal
that war has been declared.
Gonzalo Tamayo?
Yes.
-Hello, Gonzalo.
-Hello, mom.
Well, I made a stew.
Heat it up, if you want some.
All right.
It's delicious.
Your father left the forms
for the civil service exams.
Oh, yeah, I see them.
What you did the other day
in the village really upset me!
How do you think
your grandparents felt?
Leaving your grandfather's party
without a word.
I had things to do, work and stuff.
-You scare me, Gonzalo.
-Why?
We don't know what to do.
We think you've gotten worse.
Mom, don't get so upset.
What's wrong, mom?
You're not upset about that.
Tell me, what's wrong?
That other nonsense.
Apostatizing.
What do you gain with that?
People are very bad, Gonzalo.
The family knows about it.
They're all talking.
And not just in the family.
-It's my business, mom.
-No.
It isn't, you're doing this
to your father, to me,
to your sister, and the baby.
You're jeopardizing
the family's good name.
What do you mean?
You didn't even dare tell us.
We looked stupid in front of everyone.
Yeah, that's all you care about.
How does it affect you?
Don't you see it's something personal?
I don't want them keeping information
about me, you understand?
-I want what's fair.
-Fair?
Don't talk nonsense.
You're lying and leaving us
in dire straits on a whim.
All of us,
and we've tolerated all you've done.
And now you want to recant.
You're so selfish!
You never think of others!
You know that isn't true.
Calm down.
Oh, mom...
Forgive me, mom, I'm sorry.
Forgive me.
I have to go.
If you need anything, I don't know,
to speak to someone, or if you need
to schedule an appointment,
tell us, son, all right?
Yes, mom, thank you.
Because I had a child
Who was lost
I have a child who is lost
If God does nothing to help me
I'm going to lose my mind
If God does nothing to help
I'm going to lose my mind
EDUCATION
Oh, if you were aching
In body and soul
Oh, I was aching, too
In the same way
I am aching, too
In the same way
I am aching, too
In the same way...
Hello.
Hello.
Do you guys have class today?
No, I brought this for Antonio.
Oh, OK. Come in.
-I don't want to bother you.
-No, really.
-I don't...
-No, come in.
All right.
Antonio!
-Can I get you anything?
-No, thank you.
-Sure?
-Yes, I just came to leave this.
I made cookies.
Cookies...
Then I'll have one. Thanks.
Antonio!
-Hello.
-Hello.
How are you? I brought you this.
Thank you!
It was time he had his own.
Thank you.
Well, I'll go now.
OK.
Pilar.
Curly!
-What are you doing here?
-I was looking for you.
-Looking for me?
-Yes
-Why?
-To take you home with me.
What for?
To be together, to tell the family.
-You're joking.
-No.
-Yes, you are.
-No.
Carlos said he was sorry.
We're going to try again.
Pili!
-Help me with this.
-Go on!
Hey! What brings you here?
I didn't know you were coming.
Be careful with wall.
-Shall I help you?
-No, it's OK.
Right here, by the case.
Let's see...
Wait, lower this end.
Now the other one.
Thanks!
Well, what do you think?
It's lovely.
-It's nice, isn't it?
-Yes.
Congratulations.
Thanks. What did I tell you?
I've got more boxes in the car.
Will you give me a hand?
Then we can have a drink.
-Sure.
-See you downstairs.
You are...
You're beautiful.
So are you.
Gonzalo Tamayo?
Yes.
In Madrid, on this date,
we inform Mr. Tamayo
that this tribunal has rejected
his request to cancel
his baptismal record.
The tribunal considers that
it's the record of a historical event,
and given that its nature
is not that of a database,
it is inviolable.
This decision cannot be appealed,
and the file will be closed on this date
with the number of 4321.
Bishop Jorge!
Bishop!
You didn't take my advice.
You didn't break the habit
of badmouthing of God and his Holy Church.
What do you want?
I can't pretend. That's how I am.
Why? Have you been persecuted?
Yes, as a wizard, a freemason,
a rake, and who knows what else.
And for being incongruous!
Wherever you are,
even in front of strangers,
you say what you wish.
I have done nothing to deserve
this horrible persecution.
My son, you are foulmouthed
when you speak of those
who are the most deserving
of great respect and obedience.
Think whatever you want,
but keep it to yourself.
You must be civilized
and accept things as they are.
You could be a perfect man.
You must surrender.
I hold out my hand to support you
and raise you up, and you ignore it.
He allows sad events to happen,
so he can enforce His divine justice.
Sleep now, son.
All doors are closed to me, Father.
What can I do?
Some issues are only solved
by leaving them without a solution.
Are you OK?
Yes.
You want to come up?
Wait, I'll turn on the light.
Come in, Maite.
-May I open the window?
-Yes, of course.
-Would you like something else?
-No, this is fine.
Is Antonio asleep?
Yes.
Antonio really likes being with you.
I like being with him, too.
-I'm leaving now.
-OK.
-Bye.
-Bye.
A judge in the Valencia High Court
has forbidden notes being made
in Church records.
I'm sure you've heard.
He says they're not a database.
The Church's old argument
is now sanctioned by a lay tribunal.
What a country!
Just like mine,
every process has come to nothing.
Some groups hope to be excommunicated
for promoting atheism.
But I'm not joining that crowd,
because being an atheist...
That's pretty snobby!
And because all this waiting
has deflated me.
Send me some photos of the baby
when you can. She must be beautiful.
I'll find some time to visit you.
An enormous hug.
Gonza
-Antonio!
-Hi, Gonza.
Mom said she has to stay at work
and asked if you can walk me to school?
Sure.
Let's go. We only got 10 minutes.
Did you know my class found out
that I like Nati?
Yeah? Finally.
-How did it happen?
-Good morning.
Good morning.
I told Teresa, and she told the class.
Oh, my!
-'Morning.
-Good morning.
It's not the best way,
but they were bound to find out.
I was never going to tell her.
-Why not?
-Because everyone likes her.
-'Morning.
-Good morning.
P.S...
I go from euphoria to melancholy
at the blink of an eye.
Currently, I'm tackling things
with a vitality I haven't had in ages.
I feel more sure of everything,
even though events are speeding up.
I am certain that joyous times
of chaos are approaching.
Is Father Quirós here?
Is he dead?
You made a vow of silence?
Christ! For how long?
Thanks.
Father Quirós?
Good morning.
Good morning.
Are you here to confess?
-No, I came for something else.
-Come in and sit down.
How can I help you?
I need a baptismal certificate.
Were you baptized here?
Yes, by you.
I also had my First Communion here.
Do you remember when you got baptized?
September of '78.
Then the record should be here.
In the books.
What's your name, son?
Tamayo. Gonzalo Tamayo.
The son of Ernesto Tamayo...
and Carmen Santamarina?
Yes.
Why do you need
a baptismal certificate?
To apostatize.
Dear Javi,
I have finally begun the proceedings.
I went by the church
to get the baptismal certificate.
Did you know Father Quirós
is still wearing the red ring?
I remembered that
when we kissed his hand,
we always tried to see
our reflection on the ring's stone.
Do you think we were
looking for a divine sign?
I really miss those days
when you lived in Madrid, you bastard.
I've got so much to tell you.
Since I've decided to apostatize,
lots of things are happening
that I can't control.
Look, the other morning
I was asleep in bed...
-Hi.
-Hello.
What's up?
-Poor Carlos!
-What about me?
Don't annoy me, too.
He's so immature!
-So, it's over?
-I don't know.
And I got the apartment.
-That's good news.
-Yeah, great.
The perfect moment to doubt everything.
Hey, Pilar, can you put that paper
back on the floor?
It's a reminder.
I have to re-do two invoices
for my father.
If that's not there, I won't remember.
Were you asleep?
No, don't worry. I have to go to work.
Try to sleep, my love.
There's some food in the fridge
that grandma made,
if you're hungry.
-All right.
-OK.
Yes?
-Gonzalo?
-Hello, mother.
-Are you awake?
-Yes, I am.
-Is anyone with you?
-No, I'm alone.
You sound weird. Are you sick?
It's just very early.
-I'll call you later.
-OK, bye.
It was impossible not to desire my cousin.
Even as a child, she was beautiful.
I was ashamed to tell you
that one day I couldn't control myself
and asked my grandmother
for permission to marry her.
I lied and said the Pope had
to marry us, for it not to be a sin.
So, I needed her authorization.
-"Will you let us, grandma?"
-"Of course, sweetheart."
-Hello, Gonza.
-Hello, Antonio.
Did you know Galván and Toti
were expelled from class?
Why?
For doing that tickling thing in class.
We've talked about that, haven't we?
Yes, it's something you do in private.
One day I did it eight times,
and a friend, eleven.
Eleven times? No way.
Shall we start with your homework,
or do you want to read?
Let's read.
Start here.
From "Moriel".
Do you know
if women are ticklish, too?
Sure, in their own way.
And my mother?
Yes.
-Did she make cookies?
-Yes.
Thanks.
How do you know?
-Know what?
-About my mother being ticklish.
I don't, I just guess so.
Why do you ask?
I don't know.
-What did you hear?
-Nothing.
Carry on.
"Moriel was a bit depressed.
He no longer had the strength
to face misfortunes,
and his scorn for events
slowly turned into
an almost superstitious terror
that grew with each new blow he received.
The corruption was invincible,
and it seemed easier to destroy
that generation than to convince it."
-Gonzalo?
-Yes.
-I'm Bishop Jorge. Good morning.
-Good morning.
The beadle told me
you want to apostatize.
Yes.
I have the application
and the baptismal certificate.
-And are you in hurry?
-Now?
No, not particularly.
Traditionally apostasy
was carried out by an act.
A symbolic act.
The person who wanted to apostatize
stated his decision to abandon
the Catholic faith in front of the altar.
Then, he had to leave the church
walking backwards
while he looked at the altar.
That's lovely.
-Take one.
-No, thanks, I don't...
So, tell me, why do you want to do this?
-There are lots of reasons.
-You can tell me what's going on.
My parents betrayed me.
I was not allowed to choose.
-My baptism was involuntary.
-Naturally, so was mine.
The Catholic education I received
did me no good.
Many of the things they taught me
have been counter-productive.
What things?
Why was the spirituality
you learned counter-productive?
Well, it was never about spirituality.
It was more a matter
of scaring us with superstitions,
of control as opposed to reasons.
And then there are the dogmas,
the monotheism,
the idea that things happen
in a determined way.
It seems like an unnatural way
of conceiving the world,
which leaves me no space.
There are other things,
like, if God orders you to be poor,
how do you end up being rich?
We all have what we've been given, son.
Your doubts have led you to bitterness.
That's very normal.
Great men of faith have doubted.
It's good that you're curious,
but you forget that hatred
is an illness cured by words.
As St. Ignatius said:
"In dubiis non est agendum."
-In cases of doubt, do not act.
-Do not act.
Doubt,
-desolation...
-Yes, I understand.
But I don't know
how to believe in any of that.
Much less in a vengeful, suspicious God.
Gonzalo, let me advise you.
You'll be a good Christian.
St. Augustine was just like you.
And God's inspiration
converted him into one
of the Fathers of our Church.
You, too, will hear the Lord's voice
and be converted.
You will love what you now hate.
You will love the nobles,
protectors of the industries
and an example of good customs.
You will love the kings, images of God
on earth who enforce the law.
And the friars, poor, humble creatures
who teach good doctrines
and comfort the afflicted.
If it were as you say, Father,
and their aim wasn't to exploit people,
I would love them.
But it doesn't seem right to continue
being a part of something
with which I don't identify.
Do you think I feel
totally represented by the Pope?
Do you feel represented
by the president?
-By the king?
-No, not at all.
And do you stop being Spanish
because of that? I doubt it.
So, tell me.
By what do you feel represented?
-By myself.
-Of course.
And tell me,
have you told your mother?
My mother?
No, she still doesn't know.
I see. And you want
to continue with the process?
Yes, I want to be erased
from the baptismal records
and from any other record there is.
Don't worry, Gonzalo.
We'll make a note in the book.
Great. And then what?
You have to wait for the letter
from the archbishopric.
But can't you...?
No, no, you submit the documentation,
and we'll send the letter
to the address you give us.
You start the process over there.
Hello...
How much?
Thank you.
FAIL
Professor?
Professor!
Look, Tamayo, philosophizing
isn't forcing the classics
to say whatever you want.
There are absolute truths!
Then, why think?
For the Greeks,
there was only one sin:
excess, hubris.
Human beings must accept that mediocrity
is their natural condition.
Isn't there always
a hidden meaning in things?
And to discuss that in depth
I've invited you to attend my class
again, next year, as you know.
"Idols of the cave."
"Great is the audacity of ignorance."
-Hi.
-Hello.
Could I have a couple of steaks?
Yes, would you like veal
or aged beef?
-Veal.
-Veal.
How would you like them,
thin or thick?
-Thin.
-Thin.
-Hello, Maite.
-Hello.
Who'll open it?
Will you open it, please?
I can't find my keys.
-Thanks.
-You're welcome.
Did you see that Antonio's grades
have improved?
Yes, he's concentrating more.
It's thanks to you, Gonzalo.
Has he mentioned a girl?
Why?
No, he had a piece of paper
and wouldn't tell me what it was.
I tried to find out,
but I think he was embarrassed.
-He probably likes some girl.
-You think so?
Yes, he's growing up.
Well, something's going on.
Excuse me, Curly.
The toilet isn't working.
-I'll be right there.
-Bye.
-Did you try that trick?
-Yes, but it didn't work.
-I had to shut the water off.
-OK. I'll fix it.
-Where were you?
-Working.
And I got some steaks for dinner.
-I wanted to talk to you.
-Any word from Carlos?
No.
What is this?
Why do you need
a baptismal certificate?
-Are you getting married?
-No!
I'm going to apostatize.
I don't want to be included
in their statistics, you know?
Look, finish school, finish something.
Forget that nonsense.
It isn't nonsense.
They've got our names.
And they're using us.
Want to join me?
You'll give up at the first hurdle.
You know what's nonsense?
Buying an apartment you can't afford
and blackmailing some guy named Carlos,
so you can pay for it and eat.
Thanks, Curly.
In the end,
you'll be the of those girls
who wants to get pregnant,
have a white wedding,
and take the kids
to a Catholic school.
What are you doing?
You know you can stay
as long as you want.
Pilar...
You know what?
You're still a cruel boy.
Antonio?
Hello. I need some definitions.
Come in.
-I'm going to put on some music.
-All right.
-Is that crying girl your cousin?
-Yes.
Why was she crying?
She was angry with me.
I can't find "monumental".
Why don't you look for "monument"?
Why was your cousin angry?
Why don't you take the dictionary
and do your work at home?
All right.
Bye.
I couldn't forget
what my cousin had said.
You remember José Luis?
He smelled odd, like stale piss.
What I did to him was really cruel.
I couldn't stand José Luis.
The dickhead was manipulated
by his mother, a very nosy woman.
One day, just so he'd leave me alone,
I got him in the school yard
and punched him in the stomach.
Then I rubbed his face
with some bread we pissed on.
He was so scared,
he did nothing to defend himself.
He just kept looking at me.
After a while I let him go.
The bastard told his mother that evening.
They expelled me
and made me flunk the grade.
The psychologist made light
of my thefts and misdeeds.
He said I was looking for the attention
I didn't get at home.
Hello. It's Tamayo.
LAWYER
Hello.
Tell your father
it's the last time I'll do this.
Tell dad I've left this here.
-You have to separate these, too.
-More envelopes?
I told dad
I don't want to do this anymore.
Gonza, I don't understand.
It was the last exam.
What happened? Didn't you study?
-Of course I did, mom.
-Well, then?
It seems your son is still half stupid.
Don't say that.
Well, I'll pass next year,
or the year after that.
You said that last year,
and the year before.
I'm leaving, OK?
You don't want to stay for lunch?
Your sister's coming with the baby.
I can't. Give them a kiss for me.
-Hi.
-Hello.
Mom says I should only use
the school dictionary,
or else it's an abuse.
I gave it to him.
-I told her that.
-Yeah, OK.
We'll let you be. Bye.
Bye.
"Regarding your request,
in accordance with Article 302,
you are invited to the archbishopric
to re-evaluate your decision."
Hi, Gonza.
"If the applicant is firmly determined
to renounce his religious faith,
there will be an audience
prior to the process,
so that he may present all documentation
and the allegations he sees fit."
I've told them everything.
What do these people want?
Who?
Write down what I say.
"Now I understand
the excess and violence
that accompany
the first popular revolts,
and certain crimes that reason
cannot justify now make sense."
Wait...
"And I understand the passion
of countless beings
abused by the tyranny of centuries."
Why are they shocked
when the rope breaks,
after they have
stretched it so much,
not understanding
that every resistance has its limit
and every tyranny
finally has its terrible day?
I don't understand anything.
Nor do I.
We'll do this another day.
Bishop Jorge will be busy all day.
-Can he see me?
-Bishop Jorge left you a message.
Well, what did he say?
A baptismal record doesn't
necessarily have to do
with your current beliefs
or attendance at worship.
-So don't worry.
-Don't worry?
Tell him that's not what we agreed, OK?
OK?
Apostate Spain: Room 107
III Nudist Conference: Room 109
Next, let's vote for a representative.
We have to vote.
Come on. Let's vote now
and get this done with.
I insist we must attack on all fronts.
If we do it through the Data Protection
Agency, we won't achieve much,
but at least the Church officials
will have to answer us.
-But we won't achieve anything that way.
-We know that.
We have to continue
with the demonstrations.
It's the only way
to get people to rise.
Yes, there are more of us,
since we became active.
But I think if we have someone there
as our official representative
and they're present
during the whole procedure,
we're going to get
a better idea of what's going on.
So, we'll continue with the demonstrations
in the meantime.
Now, about the Atheist procession.
David and the treasurer
have hired the bus.
Gema and Araújo are forming
a group to make some banners.
The banners are ready.
Everyone join in. The more we are,
the sooner we can have a few beers.
We'll split the cost of the gas.
It's about 5 euros each.
Hey!
What's wrong?
Nothing.
Going to the village the other day,
I had that feeling of discomfort
I get every so often.
I remembered that, as a child,
my mother made me lie to the family
because she was ashamed
that I kept flunking a grade.
Everyone thought I got good grades.
Even my psychologist was fooled
and noted my progress.
At home, that was seen as a triumph.
One day it was even celebrated
with pancakes.
The cake!
Gonzalo! Dessert!
Do you like that? Do you?
Let's see what else there is.
The little birds,
the bull, look at them.
Look, this was our room,
when we were kids.
Do you like it?
Wow, look at all this crap.
-Gonzalo, you won't get any dessert!
-Coming!
Eight or ten openings
are not the same as two or three.
The chances are greater.
But that's not the case.
I understand.
-Is Pilar interested?
-She has her own plans,
but she has to pay her apartment.
They're so strong and intelligent.
Hey, Ernesto,
they all graduated with honors.
Our kids will get what they want.
But you need more than that
for the civil service exams.
Don't fool yourself.
That's not the only important thing
to pass the exam.
Is the exam really that hard?
No, it's just as hard
as all the other exams.
Pilar, cheer up your grandfather.
It's his party.
Grandpa, will I sing for you?
Sing for him.
Poor old Wimpy is sick
What will we give him?
Poor old Wimpy is sick
What will we give him?
A beating with a stick
And we'll kill him
A beating with a stick
And we'll kill him
Poor old Wimpy
Is really is a wimp
He touches his thingy
Cuz it's all limp
He pokes it with his finger
It's no use, he gives a sigh
Poor old Wimpy
He wants to die
Poor old Wimpy is sick
What will we give him?
Poor old Wimpy is sick
What will we give him?
Snail water
And he'll get better
Snail water
And he'll get better
What's wrong?
The dogs.
What do you mean, Curly?
Those dogs...
I think it is outrageous
that you won't begin the process
until the applicant locates
a record that is in your possession.
I believe the only reason for this
is to complicate the process,
to encourage
a greater number of people to give up.
To justify your refusal
to cancel the record,
you claim that the baptismal book
isn't a database.
With regards to this,
I wish to say that Bishop Jorge,
on my visit to the archbishopric,
mentioned the possibility of writing
my decision in the baptismal book.
-Is this seat taken?
-No, you can sit down.
So, what you call "a registry
that records a historical fact"
is a real database
that can be updated.
Then you say you have
an apostolic mission...
-Can you put this up there for me?
-This mission you speak of,
imposed by a supernatural being
of debatable existence,
involves a legal apparatus
compiled in the Code of Canonical Law.
This code should not transcend
the constitutional text
of a declared lay state.
In short, my baptism incorporates me
into a system of beliefs I don't share
and also subordinates me
to a parallel legal system.
I am only subject
to the constitutional legal system,
which supports my right
to freely choose my belief.
Let me just say
that my adscription to the Catholic Church
was done without my consultation.
I would never support
the institution's basic precepts
because they are exclusive
and patriarchal,
and everyone knows
of the institution's repeated involvement
with bloody totalitarian regimes,
which grant it great privileges.
Finally,
in regards to your claim
that my baptismal certificate
does not necessarily correspond
to my current beliefs,
I see that the number of affiliates
benefits you more,
and therefore
you prioritize high numbers
instead of valuing the quality
of the affiliates.
Obviously, coherence
is not one of your main concerns
as you continue to defend
a register with non-believers,
despite the clear objection
declared by many of them.
Your position clashes with my coherence
of which I am proud,
proven by the fact that
I am addressing you yet again
in what is an irritating process.
Therefore, I ask you to please
accept my demand and cancel
all the data you have on me,
as it constitutes a record
of the violation of my freedom.
Finally, I want to say to this tribunal
that war has been declared.
Gonzalo Tamayo?
Yes.
-Hello, Gonzalo.
-Hello, mom.
Well, I made a stew.
Heat it up, if you want some.
All right.
It's delicious.
Your father left the forms
for the civil service exams.
Oh, yeah, I see them.
What you did the other day
in the village really upset me!
How do you think
your grandparents felt?
Leaving your grandfather's party
without a word.
I had things to do, work and stuff.
-You scare me, Gonzalo.
-Why?
We don't know what to do.
We think you've gotten worse.
Mom, don't get so upset.
What's wrong, mom?
You're not upset about that.
Tell me, what's wrong?
That other nonsense.
Apostatizing.
What do you gain with that?
People are very bad, Gonzalo.
The family knows about it.
They're all talking.
And not just in the family.
-It's my business, mom.
-No.
It isn't, you're doing this
to your father, to me,
to your sister, and the baby.
You're jeopardizing
the family's good name.
What do you mean?
You didn't even dare tell us.
We looked stupid in front of everyone.
Yeah, that's all you care about.
How does it affect you?
Don't you see it's something personal?
I don't want them keeping information
about me, you understand?
-I want what's fair.
-Fair?
Don't talk nonsense.
You're lying and leaving us
in dire straits on a whim.
All of us,
and we've tolerated all you've done.
And now you want to recant.
You're so selfish!
You never think of others!
You know that isn't true.
Calm down.
Oh, mom...
Forgive me, mom, I'm sorry.
Forgive me.
I have to go.
If you need anything, I don't know,
to speak to someone, or if you need
to schedule an appointment,
tell us, son, all right?
Yes, mom, thank you.
Because I had a child
Who was lost
I have a child who is lost
If God does nothing to help me
I'm going to lose my mind
If God does nothing to help
I'm going to lose my mind
EDUCATION
Oh, if you were aching
In body and soul
Oh, I was aching, too
In the same way
I am aching, too
In the same way
I am aching, too
In the same way...
Hello.
Hello.
Do you guys have class today?
No, I brought this for Antonio.
Oh, OK. Come in.
-I don't want to bother you.
-No, really.
-I don't...
-No, come in.
All right.
Antonio!
-Can I get you anything?
-No, thank you.
-Sure?
-Yes, I just came to leave this.
I made cookies.
Cookies...
Then I'll have one. Thanks.
Antonio!
-Hello.
-Hello.
How are you? I brought you this.
Thank you!
It was time he had his own.
Thank you.
Well, I'll go now.
OK.
Pilar.
Curly!
-What are you doing here?
-I was looking for you.
-Looking for me?
-Yes
-Why?
-To take you home with me.
What for?
To be together, to tell the family.
-You're joking.
-No.
-Yes, you are.
-No.
Carlos said he was sorry.
We're going to try again.
Pili!
-Help me with this.
-Go on!
Hey! What brings you here?
I didn't know you were coming.
Be careful with wall.
-Shall I help you?
-No, it's OK.
Right here, by the case.
Let's see...
Wait, lower this end.
Now the other one.
Thanks!
Well, what do you think?
It's lovely.
-It's nice, isn't it?
-Yes.
Congratulations.
Thanks. What did I tell you?
I've got more boxes in the car.
Will you give me a hand?
Then we can have a drink.
-Sure.
-See you downstairs.
You are...
You're beautiful.
So are you.
Gonzalo Tamayo?
Yes.
In Madrid, on this date,
we inform Mr. Tamayo
that this tribunal has rejected
his request to cancel
his baptismal record.
The tribunal considers that
it's the record of a historical event,
and given that its nature
is not that of a database,
it is inviolable.
This decision cannot be appealed,
and the file will be closed on this date
with the number of 4321.
Bishop Jorge!
Bishop!
You didn't take my advice.
You didn't break the habit
of badmouthing of God and his Holy Church.
What do you want?
I can't pretend. That's how I am.
Why? Have you been persecuted?
Yes, as a wizard, a freemason,
a rake, and who knows what else.
And for being incongruous!
Wherever you are,
even in front of strangers,
you say what you wish.
I have done nothing to deserve
this horrible persecution.
My son, you are foulmouthed
when you speak of those
who are the most deserving
of great respect and obedience.
Think whatever you want,
but keep it to yourself.
You must be civilized
and accept things as they are.
You could be a perfect man.
You must surrender.
I hold out my hand to support you
and raise you up, and you ignore it.
He allows sad events to happen,
so he can enforce His divine justice.
Sleep now, son.
All doors are closed to me, Father.
What can I do?
Some issues are only solved
by leaving them without a solution.
Are you OK?
Yes.
You want to come up?
Wait, I'll turn on the light.
Come in, Maite.
-May I open the window?
-Yes, of course.
-Would you like something else?
-No, this is fine.
Is Antonio asleep?
Yes.
Antonio really likes being with you.
I like being with him, too.
-I'm leaving now.
-OK.
-Bye.
-Bye.
A judge in the Valencia High Court
has forbidden notes being made
in Church records.
I'm sure you've heard.
He says they're not a database.
The Church's old argument
is now sanctioned by a lay tribunal.
What a country!
Just like mine,
every process has come to nothing.
Some groups hope to be excommunicated
for promoting atheism.
But I'm not joining that crowd,
because being an atheist...
That's pretty snobby!
And because all this waiting
has deflated me.
Send me some photos of the baby
when you can. She must be beautiful.
I'll find some time to visit you.
An enormous hug.
Gonza
-Antonio!
-Hi, Gonza.
Mom said she has to stay at work
and asked if you can walk me to school?
Sure.
Let's go. We only got 10 minutes.
Did you know my class found out
that I like Nati?
Yeah? Finally.
-How did it happen?
-Good morning.
Good morning.
I told Teresa, and she told the class.
Oh, my!
-'Morning.
-Good morning.
It's not the best way,
but they were bound to find out.
I was never going to tell her.
-Why not?
-Because everyone likes her.
-'Morning.
-Good morning.
P.S...
I go from euphoria to melancholy
at the blink of an eye.
Currently, I'm tackling things
with a vitality I haven't had in ages.
I feel more sure of everything,
even though events are speeding up.
I am certain that joyous times
of chaos are approaching.