Screenwriter of the movie "Galaxy"
/ [Spain] Lu Buñuel, [France]
Director Jean-Claude Carrière / [Spain] Lu Buñuel
translation / Fu Yuchen 's
inscription picture / Zhou Zheng
's old picture Europe map, close-up of Paris on the map. The camera moves down the "Road to Santiago" in the direction of the Pyrenees, then to the left to capture footage of Santiago de Campostra, Spain. At the same time, a voice-over was heard.
Narrator (voice-over): The city of Santiago de Campostra in Spain has been an important place of pilgrimage since the eleventh century, through the Middle Ages, until today. Year after year, about half a million people from various European countries come here on foot. They came to Spain to pay homage to the tomb of the Apostle Santiago. (Sound pauses) At the end of the sixteenth century, when religious wars became the biggest obstacle to pilgrimages, the bishop of Santiago ordered the relics to be hidden in order to protect the saint's remains. (The camera moves quickly toward the map, taking a close-up view of the name of the city of Santiago de Campostra.) It was not until the end of the nineteenth century that the ruins were accidentally discovered again. (A panorama of the city today in a scorching sun, then a panorama of the cathedral and a piazza adorned with a bridge. A man in a black cloak walks by.) The Pope hesitated to admit that the ruins were authentic a period of time. According to legend, seven hundred years after Jesus, a star in the sky indicated to several herders the location of Santiago's body, hence the name Campostra. The word comes from Hoshino. (The shot of Compluton Street, then another street, a big old and beautiful house. Finally, a little down shot of an alley.) In most Western terms, "Galaxy" is also called "Santiago Road".
Aerial shot close to the highway south of the city of Paris, with countless cars speeding from north to south. The credits are superimposed on a set of shots on the highway. The sun is shining, panning for the road.
road · man in cape · day
The road sign reads: Paris - Fontenbourg. A car came from the direction of Fondenborough, heading south at full speed. This is a secluded road in the area. There were two men on the side of the road gesturing to stop the car, and the car flashed by. They carried backpacks, travel water bottles, walking sticks and a rolled blanket. Their clothes were old and dirty, but not tattered. One of them was named Pierre and the other was named Jean, and they were going to worship in Santiago de Campostra, Spain. The two begged for food and sought shelter along the way. Pierre, with a silver-grey beard, was in his fifties (with a dirt-stained bonnet). Jean was between thirty and thirty-five years old, with no beard and cape hair (but nothing like a hippie, no hat). It was past noon and they both looked tired (they were walking on one side of the road). They gestured again to an approaching Citroen ZCV, but it didn't stop. They moved on again, and Pierre crossed the road and came to Jean. (Close-up of Jean)
Pierre (angrily): Do you think these turtle bastards can stop?
Jean: Forget it! ……Let's go!
Side by side they hit the road again. (The camera follows the footsteps of the two of them, and then it becomes a half-length scene of the two of them.)
Pierre: I'm dying of exhaustion!
Jean: I'm hungry!
Pierre: Well, are you out of any dry bread?
Jean: You know I'm gone.
The two continued to walk on crutches. Looking a little farther, there is no one on the road at this moment. (footsteps turn them around) They see a tall man walking towards them. (Overhead shot, camera pulled back) This man is wearing a Spanish cloak, walking slowly and thoughtfully, he wears a black wide-brimmed hat, his appearance, walking posture and voice are all stable , even a little dignified. When the person walks up to the two of them (a large half-length view of the three), the hat is politely removed. He passed between them as if he didn't see them.
Jean: Please do it! ...Sir, please give me some alms!
The man in the cape turned, examined and approached them both. He looked at them wordlessly, as if thinking of something else. Let reach out and insist on begging.
The man in the cape (to Jean): Are you rich?
JEAN (dazedly): No...no money, sir...
the man in the cape (kindly): Well, nothing for you, nothing at all.
Again (turning to Pierre) he asks: How about you?
Pierre (dumbly): Me? ... (he rummages in his pockets, hears the sound of coins) Yes... I'm a bit...
the man in the cape: Well, you'll have more money, take it!
With that he gave Pierre a large note (one hundred francs). Pierre was a little surprised, but he took the note very respectfully.
A moment of silence. The man in the cape looked at them and suddenly asked (to Jean): Are you going to worship?
Jean: Yes, sir.
man in cape: is it to spain? ...to de Campostra in Santiago?
His insight surprised them both.
Pierre (bewildered): Yes! ... who told you that?
The man in the cape did not answer, but looked at the two pilgrims very seriously. (He turns and walks away, and the camera follows his back, forming a close-up view. He stops, turns and walks back...) He said suddenly in a gentle and shrewd tone.
The man in the cloak: go . . . you shall possess a whore and have a child with the whore. People will call your first child "You are not my subject" and your second child "Stop showing mercy"! (Note 1)
After speaking, he adjusted his cloak and walked away solemnly along the road. Jean and Pierre are looking at each other, they don't understand anything (they face the majority of us, the camera moves back).
Pierre: Hey, do you understand?
Jean shrugged and didn't answer. Suddenly he stopped in amazement and pointed his finger in the direction the man in the cape was walking.
Jean: Hey! ...Look!
Shot back. The man in the cape walked with his back to us, and beside him was a dwarf who raised his hand and let go of the pigeon. (The camera shoots two pilgrims)
Pierre: Look, where did that dwarf come from?
Jean: From inside the cloak.
They both set off again anxiously. (camera moves back)
Pierre: How did he know where we were going?
Jean: What about him? The important thing is that he gave a bill (he let the coins in his pocket jingle), if I had known that, I might as well have said that I had money!
They stopped.
Pierre: But why did he only give me money and not you?
Jean stroked Pierre's beard slightly mockingly.
Jean: I'm sure it's because you have a beard. Beards not only make people trustworthy, but they also add style.
Pierre: Maybe. (They are on their way again.) This reminds me of a story my mother told me when I was little.
Wood Workshop·Day
1st century AD, Nazareth, Joseph's humble wood workshop. Joseph was busy with his work, sawing and planing wood silently. (Panning to medium shot of Mary, wearing a pale blue dress and shawl) Mary is kneading flour in a tub to make bread. Jesus is very similar to the famous Jesus in the world, he is ready to shave (close-up shot of a hand sharpening a razor. The camera pans back to take a large half of Jesus). There was a basin of water and a small mirror on the table in front of Jesus, and he put the razor on the table, picked up the small china tub full of soap, and stirred the lather with a soap brush. Joseph paid no attention to this and kept working. (The camera returns to Mary) She walks towards a teenage child (Note 2) at the door. She wetted a rag with saliva and wiped the child clean.
Maria: How dirty! ... go! Go out and play with your brother in the street!
The child ran away happily. Mary turns around and looks at Jesus (Jesus is still whipping the lather with the soap brush, half-length). When Jesus was about to put soapy water on his face, Mary spoke. (Mary amiable and confident half-length)
Mary: My son, stop shaving, you look better with a beard!
Jesus (camera towards him) stops and looks at his mother (off-screen), who takes her advice and puts down the soap brush, small china jar, and put the razor back in place. Very obediently and without complaint, he picked up the washbasin and poured the water on the floor.
Highway • During the day, the
two pilgrims continued on their way with weary faces. (The two face our medium shot, and the camera moves back to follow them) Let just listen to Pierre tell the story of Jesus growing a beard, he smiled and said to Pierre, "It's really you!" Your mother knows everything! ... (pauses) Can you give me a cigarette? I'm out of one!
Pierre handed him a pack of Gallic Ladies as he walked.
Pierre: Take one!
Jean took a cigarette and then patted his companion on the shoulder friendly. Pierre looked at him and pointed to his pocket.
Pierre: Don't you forget, we have money! This is our money!
Jean (laughs): I can't forget.
They were still walking along the road. Suddenly, they saw a boy sitting on the side of the road looking out onto the road. The boy was about twelve years old and wore a shirt and a pair of rather old shorts. He looked penniless and the boy sat motionless with his eyes wide open. Two pilgrims approached the boy.
Medium shot of three people.
Pierre (to boy) What are you doing here?
The boy lowered his eyelids, and Pierre and Jean sat beside him, looking at him.
Jean: What happened to you? ……Hey! ... (let picks up the boy's hands and finds them covered in blood) Look! There's blood on my hands!
The boy remained silent, only vaguely denying their questions with the motion of his head. (Jean sees blood all over the boy's shirt)
JEAN: There's blood here too... (to Pierre) Look! ... (he raises the boy's head and points to the bloodstain on his forehead) Here too!
Pierre (with a cigarette in his mouth) What's your name?
Jean: Are you deaf? where are your parents
Pierre: Did the cat bite your tongue? (He hands his travel water bottle to the boy) Here, have a drink! ...it's a good wine, and you'll feel comfortable drinking it.
The boy shook his head to indicate that he did not drink.
Jean: Hey, Pierre, we should go...
In fact, these two pilgrims have nothing to do and don't know what to say. They looked at each other, shrugged slightly, and Pierre put away the kettle.
Pierre (to boy) Go home now, will you let us take you to town?
Jean: Now it seems...there is nothing we can do about this.
They got up and walked towards the road. A car approached, and Pierre raised his hand mechanically, but the car did not stop. Jean motioned for Pierre to keep going.
Jean: Forget it! They won't park.
The two walked away. We saw the boy stand up and walk to the side of the road. The boy raised his arms and made a rather dignified gesture to stop as a luxury sedan came galloping by. The limousine stopped obediently. (A close-up view of the two pilgrims with their backs to us. The two look at each other in amazement when they see the boy gesturing to them from a distance.) The two pilgrims approach the car.
Driver (through front windshield): Okay, please get in the car! What are you waiting for?
The boy opened the back door of the car, and Pierre and Jean got into the car with everything and sat comfortably in the seats. The boy closed the door and the car started. The boy stood with his back to us for a moment, then he walked down the road in the opposite direction of the car.
Inside the car the
car flew forward quietly, and Pierre and Jean sat comfortably in the soft seats. They are very tired.
Driver (close-up front view): Are you going to a far place?
Pierre: To Spain, sir.
Driver: What a coincidence! I am going to the border. If you don't mind, I want to drive overnight.
The two pilgrims rejoiced in their luck. (close-up of the two)
Jean: Of course I don't mind!
With their eyes half closed, they rested their heads on the car cushions. For them, it's nice to be able to spend the night in the car. The bumps in the road made them vibrate slightly, and Pierre stroked the seat cushion and muttered: What do you think? ...It's like a princess pad!
Jean: Ah, how wonderful this is! ... (he sighs) Better than God!
The driver, who had been driving quietly, was taken aback when he heard this. The driver turned around with a frown...then stopped the car. At this point, the screeching sound of the wheels was heard.
Highway · Daytime
(panoramic view of the highway) The car just stopped. We saw it from a distance, but couldn't hear what they were saying. The driver got out of the car, opened the rear door, and indiscriminately drove the two pilgrims out of the car. The two pilgrims got out of the car without arguing. The car drove away.
(Upside down, the two of them are half-length) Only Pierre and Jean are left on the highway, looking helplessly as the car disappears on the highway. Jean touched his temple with his index finger and looked at Pierre. Pierre shrugged in answer. The two were on their way again.
Hotel · Interior View
Hotel ground floor lobby. The room looked very comfortable, with decorations such as bronze and porcelain. By contrast, the furniture looks tacky. (A close-up shot of a black robe appears, panning upwards to capture the priest's face, the priest wearing a round hat. The camera is shot from the priest's head position, capturing a half-panorama of the bar room as far as the priest can see, bar In front of the cabinet stood a brigadier general of the French gendarmerie) The table was empty, as if it had been eaten. A waitress walked up and down quietly, packing her things. The shopkeeper is counting the bills. (Panning to follow the Brigadier General toward the fireplace, the priest sits facing the fire) The priest (turns sideways) sips a cup of coffee. There was a hard liquor on the table beside the Brigadier General. The brigadier general picked up a bottle of brandy. Ask the Pastor: Would you like something to drink?
Pastor: No, thank you. Don't bother you.
Brigadier General (sit down): Do you live in the area?
Priest: Yes... yes... just around the corner.
The Brigadier General, an old-fashioned man, poured a glass of wine and talked to the priest as if to have a formal conversation.
Brigadier General: If you want, I can take you back in the car while I go.
Priest: No, thank you...I like to walk at dusk.
The two are facing us in the mid shot, the camera is in the fireplace position, tilted slightly, and the owner is walking through it.
Brigadier General: Anyway, back to our discussion. There were no miracles in Christ's apparitions, which are seen every day.
Pastor (sips his coffee, slightly sarcastically): Ah, yes?
Brigadier General: Science explains everything these days, so called apparitions are just natural phenomena, although you won't accept that.
Pastor (calmly): I find that there are more miracles now than in the past because the science is consistent with the Bible. So now all people are Catholics.
The priest put down his coffee mug, looking rather pleased with his defense. The brigadier-general looked at the priest in amazement.
Brigadier General: What? Are all Catholics?
Pastor: All over the world.
Brigadier General (bewildered): But...what about the Muslims?
Priest (quietly): Muslims are Catholics.
Brigadier General: What about the Jews?
Pastor: Jews too. They should be!
The brigadier general (close-up) was stunned, he fell silent, looked at the wine glass, and then at the priest. He didn't know how to answer, he was thinking.
Hotel · Exterior · Road
Exhausted Pierre and Jean (panoramic view of the road) finally see the hotel and come to the front of the hotel. After the two exchanged glances, they began to call the door, and they waited for someone to open the door. At this moment a car of the gendarmerie stopped in front of the door. (Medium shot of the shopkeeper opening the door, shot of three people)
Shopkeeper (staring at the two with a nonchalant attitude): What's the matter? What are you going to do?
Pierre: Can you give us something to eat? Please! Even the leftovers! ...we have money.
Shopkeeper (hesitating for a moment): Well, wait a minute!
The owner walked into the hotel and left the two outside the door, which he nearly closed.
The owner of the inn, interior
scene (panoramic view of the hall. Close-up view of the priest and brigadier general) walks across the hall to the kitchen. At this point, the priest vaguely saw two pilgrims through the door, and he faced them. Pierre took a step forward and walked to the door.
Pierre: Hello, gentlemen!
Pastor (to Pierre): Hello! ...(turns to the owner again) Hey, can you let them in because it's cold outside.
Shopkeeper: I'm doing this for you, and I don't want to disturb you.
Pastor: Ah, no! how could be? not at all!
The owner turned and walked towards the door. The Brigadier General was unaware of this, for he was putting a piece of unburnt wood into the fireplace and lighting his pipe as a pastime. The owner returned to the door and said lazily to the two pilgrims: Well, please come in!
Pierre and Jean (entering): Thank you so much, sir.
The owner pointed to a table far from the fireplace and said, "Sit down there!
The two pilgrims took off their hats as soon as they entered, and humbly greeted the priest and brigadier general in the hall. They thanked the shopkeeper again as they sat down and put their backpacks and blankets on the ground. The shopkeeper snubs them.
The camera pans to the pastor and the brigadier general. The brigadier general stared at the fire, smoking his pipe, and thought for a moment, when suddenly he turned to see the bread left on a nearby table. He picked up the loaf of bread, shook it and said to the pastor: In any case, you can never convince me that the body of Christ can exist in a piece of bread!
The pastor's attitude changed, he understood that the brigadier general was involved in a serious matter, he put down the coffee cup, faced the general, and spoke to him with a dignified expression. (close-up of the pastor raising his index finger)
Pastor: Pay attention when you speak.
The Brigadier General (short shot) is intently ready to hear the priest's rhetoric.
Pastor (speaking calmly): The body of Christ is not in the bread, the bread is the body of Christ, the Eucharist.
Brigadier General's reverse cut shot. Two pilgrims sit in the background listening intently.
Brigadier General: As hard as I try to understand, I have to say frankly that I don't understand at all, and it's just hard for me to accept.
Pastor (full body view): The bread is the body of Christ, that's all. You shouldn't think it's just a symbol, as some say, a symbol of our Lord's body. (The camera pulls back to shoot the brigadier general and the shopkeeper who is approaching) Albipie (Note 3) thinks so. Of course, there are also Calvinists (note 4) who see it this way, and many others, but this is an extremely absurd mistake!
Shopkeeper (standing near them): I always say that the body of Christ is in the sacrament, like a rabbit becomes this kind of rabbit paste.
Pastor (horrified): What?
Owner (looking at the can of meat sauce in his hand, sincerely): Yes...that's right...I mean rabbit, which is rabbit puree sauce.
Receptionist (very annoyed): You don't know anything! You speak the same words as those heretics of the sixteenth century! Not so! ...No, no! You should never say that! And you should quote Christ word for word.
Brigadier General (to light his pipe again): Unfortunately, personally, it's an incredible thing.
Pastor: Of course, of course! . . . it is not religion without mystery.
Medium shot. The two pilgrims sat face to face at a table listening to them speak.
Priest (off-screen): All those heretics who attack the catechism will deceive the ignorant and frivolous in the first place... (Pierre and Jean, Bread, Cheese shots, the priest is still off-screen) Heretics want to give The truth smears, but they can never do it.
At this moment, the elder Pierre stood up and made a gesture to his companion. Pierre takes a few steps toward the fireplace, (panning to follow him, so that he immediately stands up and follows, as they approach the priest and the brigadier general who are sitting in front of the fireplace, the innkeeper fanning the fire. (semi-panoramic)
Peter EL (cowardly): Mr. Reverend, I would like to ask you for advice...
PRIOR (turning to Pierre, the brigadier also turns): Ask me?
Pierre (very earnestly): Once the Holy Bread comes in What happens to the body of Christ in the stomach?
The chaplain, the brigadier general, and the shopkeeper looked at Pierre, displeased by his interjection. The Brigadier General asked them sharply, as if he had just discovered the presence of two pilgrims.
Brigadier General: What are you doing here?
Before the two could answer, the brigadier general asked them again in the same tone.
Brigadier General: Do you have documents?
Pierre (feeling in his pocket): Yes.
Pierre and Jean took their papers from their pockets, went to the fireplace, and timidly handed them to the brigadier general. Their ID cards were dirty and wrinkled, with illegible writing. The brigadier general held the document between his fingertips and glanced contemptuously. The documents were then returned to the pilgrims.
He said to them rudely: Get out! I've seen enough! Get out!
Pierre: Well, gentlemen!
The two pilgrims hurriedly packed their backpacks, blankets and walking sticks and walked towards the door.
Pastor (off-screen): Poor man! Almost didn't even eat a piece of bread! Have mercy! Mr. Commodore.
The owner gave them a loaf of bread and cheese.
Brigadier General (off-screen): Either we respect the law...
Pierre (to shopkeeper): Thank you very much!
Brigadier General (still off-screen): Either we are benevolent.
The priest (close-up) pondered for a moment, then looked at the tin of rabbit meat on the table, very close to him. He picked up the canned rabbit meat and looked at it. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and the expression on his face also changed.
Pastor: How strange...
Brigadier General (off screen): What's the matter?
The camera moves back slowly to capture the two people in question.
Pastor: All of a sudden, I think they're making sense, like a revelation, yes! I feel that the body of Christ is in the sacrament, like rabbit meat is in a tin of rabbit meat! I am sure so! I totally believe it!
Brigadier General (overwhelmed): But what you just said is exactly the opposite!
The priest hit his chest furiously, staring strangely at the Brigadier General.
Pastor (angrily): Did I mean the opposite? me?
Brigadier General: Yes, that's what you said!
The priest grumpily splashed the coffee cup on the brigadier general's face. The Brigadier General was taken aback, stood up, and wiped his uniform vigorously. At this time, the siren of an ambulance came from outside, and the brigadier general was about to protest to the priest.
EXT. Hotel
An ambulance (panorama) gallops down the road and stops in front of the hotel. Two male nurses in white overalls got out of the car (medium shot at the back of the ambulance. The third nurse can be seen driving the back door) and walked towards the hotel door. (out of picture)
Nurse A (out of picture): Alright, Mr. Pastor, are you taking a walk again?
Second Nurse (off-screen): But, you promised to behave well... we have to lock you up.
Pastor (V.O.): That's it... Please forgive me... I came out because I wanted a drink.
Hotel · Interior view
half panorama. Overlooking the front room. Two nurses approached the priest who stood up in a panic, the brigadier general also stood up, and the shopkeeper stood by. Nurse A handed the priest a straitjacket to restrain the mentally ill, and the priest politely declined.
Pastor: Ah! ……no need! No need, trust me, I'm fine now, you already know me...
Two nurses surrounded the priest.
Nurse A: Because we know you...
Pastor: All right! If you have to.
The nurse grabbed the pastor and walked to the door, and the pastor was taken away obediently. (painting)
Shopkeeper: He behaved normally, who would have thought he was a lunatic!
Meanwhile, Nurse B wiped the coffee marks on the brigadier general's uniform with a handkerchief. the brigadier general asked angrily. (Shot of shopkeeper, brigadier general and nurse)
Brigadier General: Who is he? Is it really a pastor?
Nurse B: Yes, that's right, he was the chaplain of Chevy until last year. But then... you've refuted him, right?
Brigadier General: Maybe.
Nurse B: I think so.
Pan. The nurse came to the door, and the shopkeeper followed. The priest and another nurse can be seen through the door. The shopkeeper stood by the door.
Nurse B (to the pastor): Wait a minute.
He quickly searched the pastor and found a short knife hidden by the pastor inside the teaching uniform. Nurse B held a short knife and showed it to the priest with a serious expression.
Nurse B: Mr. Pastor, what's going on?
The priest suddenly laughed.
Pastor (laughs): Ah, yes! Knife!
Nurse A: Let's go!
The two nurses left the inn with the chaplain, who turned to the brigadier as they walked out the door.
Pastor: Excuse me, Mr. Brigadier General...
The hut in the forest. The
night is deep and cold. Two pilgrims hid in the abandoned hut where the shepherds once lived, building a fire among the piles of stones and spreading blankets on the ground.
Medium shot. Let's pick up twigs. He took a branch (following, panning) and approached Pierre, who was sitting in front of the campfire. Jean was busy adding the fire, and Pierre sat, wrapped in a blanket, watching the fire. Jean sat next to him and broke off the branches that were going to be added to the fire. Then came a moan from the forest, like the sound of the wind blowing branches. The two listened intently. After a pause, they looked at each other, Pierre, smoking a cigarette, gave Jean his hand.
Pierre: Touch my hand.
Jean: Ah! ... the hands are cold, but the heart is always warm.
Pierre (shrugs) Heart is hot...heart is hot!
Jean: How old are you?
Pierre: Fifty-nine years old.
Jean: Then... can you still do it?
Pierre (laughing sarcastically): My age!
Pierre clapped his hands and smiled disappointedly.
Jean (admiringly): Anyway, the first thing I have to do is get to Santiago...
Pierre (approvingly): Yes, of course!
In the distance, the howls of wolves and the whistling of the wind are intertwined. When the sound subsided, the sound of rushing water could be heard from time to time nearby. At this time a voice could also be heard, which at first sounded indistinct, and then gradually became clearer-the noise of the crowd came from the forest, which sounded like the kind of quaint And the monotonous chorus of hymns. The sound became louder and clearer.
Jean: Hey, did you hear me? It seems that many people are talking at the same time.
Pierre: Do you think so?
At this moment, there is a light in the forest, (forest shot) can see the figure of a man, he is holding a very old lantern, his face is vaguely surprised, he looks at the two pilgrims . The person who came was wearing a long robe and sandals, and was leading a goat tied with a thin rope. When he saw Pierre and Jean, he spoke to them in Latin. (Mid shot of the shepherd facing the bonfire, two pilgrims with their backs to us for a close shot)
Shepherd (subtitles): So, don't you understand? ... (he points to the forest) It has begun!
The two pilgrims did not understand what he meant.
Pierre (to Jean) What is he talking about?
Jean: I don't know.
It seemed that the shepherd also spoke a strange language to them, and he bent over to examine their clothes and backpacks. (Front of Shepherd)
Shepherd (subtitles): Who are you? Where did it come from?
Pierre and Jean still did not understand at all. They shrugged. The shepherd looked at them for a while, and then said to them. (Three shots, most of the front of the Shepherd)
Shepherd (subtitles): No matter who you are, peace will be with you. bring it on! (He puts a finger to his mouth) But you can't tell what you see!
He half turned and followed the goat.
JEAN (to Pierre) Who is this?
Most of the view. Two pilgrims face the bonfire.
Pierre: I don't know, he must be a shepherd, but he talks like a priest. what! ... (he stretches) I'm going to bed.
Hear singing. Pierre stood up and put out the cigarette. The shepherd leads the sheep, with his back to our distant mid-ground. The camera returns to the two pilgrims, with Pierre draped over a thick blanket and lying down by the fire. Jean was still sitting there, smoking a cigarette and looking at the flames.
Pierre (covering his face with his hat): Good night!
Forest · The
bright moonlight in the middle of the night shines on a clearing in the forest. There are more than twenty men gathered here. Their clothes are from the centuries AD, and these people have just finished singing hymns. (Slightly overhead panorama) Priscilla, the bishop of Avila (Note 5), was a famous 4th-century Spanish believer who founded heresy, and he stood solemnly in the crowd to preside over the ceremony. (Pushing the camera, taking a picture of the crowd)
At this moment, it seems that the cold air has dissipated, the wind has stopped, the branches are not moving at all, only the sound of the rapids and the howls of wolves can be heard from time to time. One of Priscillian's two deacons approached the devotees who had gathered in the bright field. (The front half of the deacon, and then the panorama from above)
Deacon A (subtitles): Dear brothers, thanks to the Governor of Borbendis (ancient Rome) for the new good news from Rome, the king Priscillian has been reappointed Bishop of Avila. (Panning to him, he hands Priscillian a bishop's diadem, which Priscillian wears solemnly on his head) Satisfied chatter from the crowd. Priscillian unhurriedly blessed the faithful and began to preach.
PRICILIAN (subtitles): So, we're right, I'm not a heretic, but the guy on Pedro's throne is. It was he who took away the papal crown. Our teachings are correct, and we will soon announce our claims publicly to all mankind.
Deacon A (subtitles): Thank God!
Priscillian raised his arms in the air and led the crowd in prayer.
Priscillian (subtitles): I would like to be forgiven and be the forgiver. I would like to be saved and be a savior.
Every time he said a word, the people present collectively repeated it.
Priscillian (subtitles): I want to be fed, I want to sing, everyone dance!
From the moment he prayed and the crowd answered, we saw the man leading the goat. Voiceover: Prayer. A young girl in a gown is happily combing her long hair. Then she combed another girl's hair. Panning shot of several topless women preparing to leave. The camera pulled back to photograph the men and women who were scattered around the event. All stretched out their hands to Priscillian, and the women lined up not far from him.
The camera moves away from the man and shoots a bright spot next to him. The women prepare silently in the moonlight, they make up. Some of the girls were very mature and beautiful. They all wore very thin long gowns and had long fluffy hair.
VOICE OVER: Prayer near Priscillian and a female assistant.
Priscillian (Voiceover) (Subtitles): I'm going to cry and beat my heart. I am honored that you have given me honor. I am your light and you see me. I am your door, anyone can enter. You saw everything I did, keep it a secret. What I say and do is difficult for others to understand, but I know it like the back of my hand.
Led by the oldest woman, the women stood up and gathered with the men next to them. They formed a circle, with Priscillian and his deacons standing in the middle. At this time, the last part of the ceremony began, Priscillian briefly stated his opinion, and everyone present also made a statement in order.
A large half-length view of Priscillian and Deacon A next to him. They spoke alternately in prayerful tones.
While the scriptures were being recited, the men and women present began to form pairs. Each man holds a woman and undresses the woman. The recitation of scriptures continues, seemingly undisturbed by lust. (Mid shot of Priscillian facing us and two rigid deacons)
Priscillian (subtitles): God could not have created something as small and disproportionate as our bodies.
Priscillian approached the woman.
Believer (subtitles): The body is the cage of the soul, and in order to free itself, the soul must gradually get rid of the body.
A close-up of Deacon A with a serious demeanor.
Zhishu A (subtitles): Keep the soul pure and return to the kingdom of heaven after death.
In an instant, everything was silent, and the women almost took off their clothes. Some men took the woman's hand, some put their arms around the woman's waist, and some put their arms around the shoulders, and they looked intently.
Medium shot of Priscillian and the two deacons. Priscillian cried out.
Priscillian (subtitles): You have to swear never betray, keep secrets.
Pan the camera sideways to take a panorama.
Crowd (subtitles): We swear!
At this point, Priscillian left, accompanied by two deacons. (Following, Priscillian blesses his followers) This seems to be a sign of indulgence. Several couples of men and women lay down in the bright place where the ceremony had just been held. (Panning the camera for a different scene) Several other couples of men and women dodged into the grass in the woods. This solemn place suddenly became the most exciting place. The naked bodies of the women were clearly outlined in the night. All who are present (in the light and in the dark) are making love. Couples of men and women can be seen one after another, but there is no hint of lewdness in these images, nor is there any shameless and indecent behavior. Two women and a man cuddle together; a man and a woman are looming in love; three men and two women gather together; a lone woman disappears in the grass and the shepherd lies motionless beside her .
The sound of rushing water, howling wolves and the sound of an approaching storm can be heard when this set of shots is on the screen.
The camera returns to Priscillian and the two deacons, the only three of whom did not participate in the indulgence. (panning camera, full body view of three) They move aside, a deacon holding a large loaf of communion bread. Priscillian raised his handkerchief, and the three knelt down. (Mid shot of Priscillian holding bread in his hand, breaking the bread into three pieces after he has drawn a cross with his right hand. One piece for each of his deacons. Close up of Priscillian holding bread and praying) He is facing Bread, like the Holy Bread, spoke in a sincere whisper.
Priscillian (subtitles): I'm not the one who sows you, I'm not the one who pulverizes you, I'm not the one who puts you in the oven.
The rain is getting heavier. But they ignored the storm that had come. Priscillian concluded his ordination. (Camera moves back to shoot three people)
Priscillian (subtitles): I am not responsible for your pain. I wish those who caused you to suffer the same suffering as you.
Then he took a bite of the bread and chewed it slowly. His deacons were imitating him. At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the violent storm slammed into the forest violently, but it did not attract the attention of the three people in the slightest. Priscillian stopped eating and gave the bread to Deacon A, who held it up (to face us), and the other deacon did the same. Priscillian stretched out his arms and called out, and two beautiful girls in thin gowns threw themselves into his arms, as if seeking refuge. The sound of wind and rain. Priscillian and the two girls (pictured) go to the thicket.
The hut in the woods
pans down from the thatched roof to photograph Pierre sleeping soundly. Wind and rain, thunder and lightning. Pierre jumped up and sat down again. Panning shot of Jean sitting by the side smoking a cigarette.
Pierre: It's really pouring rain!
The screen was pitch black, and the thunder of the storm was punctuated by lightning. The sudden wind and rain fell just above the heads of the two pilgrims. The continuous lightning flashed the hut as bright as day. The thunder was rolling, and a blast of thunder was particularly frightening. Pierre quickly and instinctively crossed and stood up. After seeing his actions, Jean asked him: what happened to you? Are you afraid?
Pierre: I hate storms...
Jean: Besides, you don't trust him to protect you.
Pierre: What do you know! ah?
Jean looked at Pierre with great surprise.
Jean: Do you believe in God?
Pierre: You know that!
Jean: Wait...you'll see.
Jean jerked open the blanket, and the blanket fell to the ground. Then, he threw his cigarette and walked out.
Pierre (full body view) Okay, where are you going?
Facing the storm, Jean walked to a small tree a few meters away from the taro house. He opened his arms and looked up at the sky with his rain-drenched face up. (full body view)
Jean (shouting): Hey! Did you hear what I said? If you really exist, would you dare to hack me?
Pierre (full frontal view): Fool, I wish the lightning struck you in the face!
With his mouth outstretched and his chest facing the lightning and the rainstorm, he counted aloud: one...two...three...!
Nothing happened, the rain continued to fall around him, and Jean put down his hands and walked towards the door, standing with Pierre. His excitement had subsided, and he spoke to Pierre in a calm tone, as if for confirmation.
Jean: Did you see that?
In that instant, a bolt of lightning struck the small tree in front of them, and Jean was standing there a few seconds earlier. The small tree was split in half and fell to the ground as they watched. (Jean and Pierre stare in confusion, close-up, wide sideways)
Jean (sadly): Okay, how's it going? Didn't hit me!
Pierre: Stupid... do you think God will be on your side?
Tours Railway Station·Exterior·Daytime when
looking up at the roof of the train station, a sign reads "Tours". Panning a short shot of a train coming into the station, the carriages flashing fast, section by section. A close-up of the wheel slowly stopping. Pierre and Jean sneaked out of one of the carriages. (Two men upside down, medium shot, then pan) They look around as if afraid of seeing people. Then they quickly crossed the tracks and walked in the opposite direction from the station exit.
(Painting)
Plaza de Tours·In the daytime , I
took the top of the tower of the Church of San Graciano and panned the panorama of the square. Both pilgrims stared at the church, with their backs to our close-up. Jean followed Pierre to two passing women, one of whom was pushing a stroller. Pierre saluted them with his hat up and begged for alms. Let look at the crying baby. The older of the two women opened his purse, took out a broken coin, gave it to Pierre, and walked away.
Park ·
Two pilgrims walk on the park's flat lawn during the day, medium shot. They approached a building out of sight with interest.
Restaurant Daytime
In the lobby of a luxury restaurant. Through the wide windows one could see into the distance, and two pilgrims came slowly from the lawn. (The camera pans back to the hall, and pans to the side of the waiter holding the tray) Several waiters folded napkins, placed flowers, and prepared the table. (close-up of a table) A waiter is sorting silver cutlery. Another waiter put the fruit on the adjacent table. The foreman (with his back to our mid shot) is in his fifties and polite. He just changed into a long tuxedo suit and checked his clothes in the mirror. He approached the two waiters and oversaw their work. The foreman carefully arranged the fruit and added some green fruits. (Shaking sideways to follow the foreman, in the middle of the shot) The waiter holding the fruit asked the foreman a question, as if to continue a conversation.
Waiter A: Mr. Richard, I wanted to ask you just now...
Richard (turning to face the waiter): What?
Waiter 1: So, should all people believe in God?
Richard (quietly): Yes, I know there will always be people who don't believe in God, they're crazy. They claim to be atheists, but they are not.
Waiter B, who was busy clearing the dishes, was attracted by their conversation. He came over and asked the leader. (Mid shot of three people) Second
Waiter: Why is that?
Richard, being a bit pedantic, answered confidently: It is impossible for a person in his right mind to fundamentally doubt the existence of God.
Waiter 1: Mr. Richard, why is it not possible?
Richard: Why? (In order to prove himself right, he treated the person with a look of contempt.) This has long been confirmed in the Bible. In the thirteenth page of the Bible, verse 1: "He who says in his heart that he who has no God is a fool."
Although the two waiters were dubious about Richard's words, they agreed. (Camera follows Richard)
Waiter 1: Yes, very convincing.
Waiter B: It's very convincing.
Gourd-shaped door night
Gourd-shaped door. A handsome marquis in his forties spoke while pacing. (full body view) He is wearing a lace-trimmed shirt and is walking up and down angrily at a person (off-screen). He is not religious, and the clothes are from the eighteenth century.
Marquis (proudly): God does not exist, and all religions are based on false principles. Teresa, all religions assume a creator to be worshipped when there is no such thing as a creator. What religion is free from deceit and stupidity? Among all the sects, there is one that we despise and hate the most, and isn't that the barbaric religion of Christianity? Our two denominations, both of which are derived from Christ...
He arrogantly threw a white silk scarf to the ground and kept walking.
Marquis: You believe in a vengeful god, and you deceive yourself. Teresa, you lied to yourself. The god who made you is just an illusion, and his stupid existence is precisely because people have crazy minds. He's a phantom made up by those insidious people, all to deceive people. They use this to arm some people and attack others. If this master exists, his words and actions are full of mistakes... (Close-up of Teresa's legs, both legs are chained. The camera moves back and sees the girl sitting on the cushion) I It is not a bad thing for the world to think that if there is a God.
Shoot the Marquis from the girl's eye position. (Camera moves back to capture two of them) The Marquis stretches out his hand to the girl, looking casual, but stroking the girl's hair with tenderness. (close-up of the two) The Marquis lifted the girl's forehead to raise her head.
Marquis: No, Teresa, there is no, and there is no God. Nature has given you enough. The phantom that was worshiped as a god came from fear in one part and ignorance in another. It was an outrageous folly, not worthy of the slightest belief in him, nor our momentary consideration. That phantom is a contemptuous monster, not only unacceptable in the soul, but also makes us resent him from the heart. If we return to the darkness, it is better not to come out of the darkness.
The Marquis pushed the girl's head away with a displeased look, and he turned away. (turns his back to us) Then he turns back and adds: Ah! . . . If your God existed, how I hated him!
When he walked out the door, the girl raised her head with all her strength. (close-up)
Teresa (shouting): Yes, God exists! God exists!
Close-up of the front of the Marquis.
Restaurant · Daytime
restaurant. Richard, the foreman of the restaurant, said to the two waiters (a view of most of the three): Only those who have bad problems do not believe in God... They refuse to believe in God, just to satisfy their desires without any restraint, which is It is an unavoidable reality.
The two waiters nodded in agreement as they worked. Richard walked to the cabinet not far from him, opened the drawer, and took out the menu. A waitress came over with a broom full of worries. She asked Richard: Mr. Richard, there is something I can't understand. Christ is both a man and a God?
The two waiters who were busy arranging plates and fruit seemed to be interested in the question, and they also sounded attentively. Richard put down the menu in his hand.
Richard: Yes, Marta, it's hard to understand. You see, for example, the devil turns into a wolf, but he is still the devil. Christ is about the same.
Waitress: But Mr. Richard...
the foreman interrupted her.
Richard: Go and tidy up the cloakroom briefly. (He points to the wall clock) Don't you see it's time?
Waitress: I'll go right now, sir.
The waitress is gone.
Richard: All right.
Waiter A was very interested in the topic just now. He walked up to the foreman and said to him (photo of the two): How is this possible? If Jesus was God, how could he have been born and died?
Richard raised his head, and he thought for a while, as if it were difficult to answer. (Table full of food, close-up)
Richard (off-screen): You need to know the number of heresies that have arisen because of this problem! ... Some people say that Christ is God... (The camera moves forward, panning to take a half-panorama of the foreman, everyone present gathers around to listen to him speak) Yes... His body is a phantom, a surface. (He shrugs)
Waiter A: So, he stopped eating?
The camera moves forward to capture a large half-length view of the two waiters, Richard and another foreman.
Richard: It is said that he does not eat and pretends to eat. Of course, he will not feel pain, nor will he die... This is the view of Marcion (note 6) and the "Monomorphists" (note 7).
Waiter Yixiang knows more than others.
Second Waiter (fascinated): So Nestorius (note 8) doesn't think so?
Richard: Nestorius, of course. Another group of heretics say the opposite. They say that Christ is not God, but a man, a mortal man.
He stopped in front of the bunch of fruits that Waiter A had placed, changed his tone, pointed to the fruits and said to the waiter. (panning the camera, moving in a circle around the table)
Richard: I can't believe... Look, this pear is no longer fresh, so take it away!
As he spoke, he picked up a pear and handed it to the waiter. When Richard faces them again, waiter B asks again (full body view of two people): He can laugh, can he? Can he sweat? Can you cough? He was always so dignified, so serious...
Mr. Richard picked up a large plate and handed it to Waiter A.
Second Waiter (continues): ... He walks steadily and slowly... (with arms stretched out, smiling and walking a few steps like Christ) His hands are like this, you see. He walks like an ordinary person.
Road to Cana·Exterior
· The wasteland illuminated by the hot sun during the day, panoramic view. Jesus runs forward, (camera pans) He gasps to the apostles who are waiting for him, Christ gasps.
Apostle Peter: We are late.
Jesus: What time is it?
Apostle Andrew: It's almost six o'clock.
Jesus was full of energy, but a little displeased, he asked every apostle to follow him, and he quickened his pace.
Jesus: I am hungry.
Wilderness panorama. A servant came running and stopped.
Servant: Is it my lord?
Jesus and their apostles, Jesus approached the servants.
Jesus: What's the matter?
The servant bows humbly before Jesus.
Servant (expressively): My lord, all the guests are here, your mother and brothers are waiting for you.
Seemingly annoyed by these words, Jesus turned to the apostles. Then, he walked quickly in the direction pointed by the servant.
Jesus (groaning): Let's go! hurry up!
The apostles quickly followed Jesus. (Camera side followed)
Restaurant · Daytime
waiter B and Richard's most of the bust.
Second Waiter: He's human, no doubt like everyone else...isn't he? (He goes to Richard's side)
CANA EXTERNAL DAY
Jesus sits at a table full of food, medium shot. The apostles sitting beside him were chatting and laughing. Thirty people (in Cana, Palestine, in the first century AD) were celebrating the wedding. We see Jesus sitting at a table with his apostles and guests, with a few people sitting in the corners talking about Jesus.
Guest A: Look how greedy he is!
Guest B: How much he likes to drink grape sprinkles!
Jesus ate, drank, and laughed, with an air of composure. He was listening to the man on the right. Then he turned to his beloved disciple John on the left and told him something, John smiled happily. Food attracts people. Medium shot. The Virgin Mary sat among the people who were eating and chatted with them. The camera pans to Mary.
Virgin Mary: At first I couldn't believe it, but I was very happy. Look how handsome he is!
People around turn to Jesus (Voice).
Panning for Peter and John, Peter tries to get up, but Jesus grabs him. The noise of the banquet.
John: Teacher, everyone is waiting for you to preach.
Apostle Peter (surprised to see Jesus sit down again): But... Teacher, they are waiting to hear from you! (He stands up and stretches out his arms to those present) Wait! Wait a minute!
Panoramic view of the wedding table. A close-up shot of a barbecue fork constantly turning. All the diners fell silent with boos.
Jesus (full body view): A rich man has a steward (laughs), and he was told that the steward wasted his money. The master called the housekeeper and said to him: I have heard what you did, what happened? ... (the camera moves back to capture Peter and John sitting beside him) Explain the accounts you are in charge of, you are no longer worthy of being my housekeeper from now on. The housekeeper thought to himself, the master has resigned me, so what should I do? Let's farm, I don't have the strength. Beg for food, I'm ashamed. what! ...I have a way, I must let others take me to their house after I am not the housekeeper!
Jesus drinks. (Table side, medium shot) The camera is on the young grooms sitting next to each other.
Guest: So?
Jesus was still drinking and he held out two fingers.
Jesus: Wait a minute!
He turned the empty glass and smiled.
JESUS (quietly): So he called one by one the people who owed money to his master. (The camera moves forward, moving in a circle around him) He asks the first person to come: How much do you owe my master? The visitor answered: One hundred baskets of wine. The housekeeper said to him: Take your bill, sit down, and write fifty. Then he said to another: How much do you owe? The answer was: One hundred loads of wheat. The housekeeper said: Take your bill and write eighty.
After a pause, Jesus slowly rose to his feet and glanced at the fascinated man. Go on again.
JESUS (confidently): The master praises the unrighteous steward for being wise, because the sons of this world are wiser than the sons of light above the world. Jesus stretched his arms into the air and was applauded by those present. (panorama)
The servant walks up to Mary and points to a pot for her to see. (large bust) After Mary understood, she turned to Jesus outside the painting. Mary was as kind as ever, still young and beautiful. She gestured to her son and called him over.
Mary: Come here!
Jesus (medium shot at table) got up in a bad mood, left the table, and walked towards his mother who had left the feast. (The camera is with Jesus on the side, and then becomes a half-length scene of the two of them)
Mary: They're out of wine... It
doesn't look like Jesus is happy, as if his mother's untimely remarks disturbed him.
He said solemnly to his mother: Woman, what have I to do with you? ...my hour has not yet come!
Mary smiled at her son, and she motioned for two servants to come over. She pointed to her son and said to him: Do what he tells you to do.
Mary departs (out of picture). Jesus was with two servants, and he pointed to several jars on the ground.
Jesus: Fill the jar with water...and send it to the feast. They will have wine too. (Note 9)
The servant bows and draws. A close-up of Jesus' strange smile.
Restaurant · Daytime.
The camera returns to the restaurant. (close-up view of the front hall) A man and woman in their late forties and a very imposing man walked from the front hall to the hall.
Waiter B: He is a human being like everyone else! There is no doubt about this!
Richard: In the fourth century, after the Council of Nicaea (Note 10), many Christians fought each other, and even died, just to find out whether Christ was the same as the Father or the same substance.
The man and woman in their forties entered the restaurant. (Mr. Richard et al.) Richard turned and walked quickly to greet the guests, smiling and bowing. with the pan)
Richard: Good afternoon! lady! good afternoon! gentlemen!
The Garniers: Good afternoon! ……good afternoon! ...
Richard (pointing to a table): If you would like, please take a seat here...
He waits for someone to take a seat at a well-placed table and hand over a menu.
MR. CARNIER (sit down): Thank you.
Waiter B came over and handed Richard a few more menus.
Richard: Thank you.
Madame Garnier took the menu and asked the foreman: Excuse me, what are you talking about?
Richard: Ah, nothing, just chat.
Mr. Garnier: About what?
Leigh: We're talking about Christ, about his duality.
M. Garnier: Ah! Did you study in seminary?
Richard: No, no. But I am very interested. In those days, there were many quack doctors and people who thought they were inspired by God. Such as Simon the Warlock. But in the end, only Christ prevailed. Why is this? We are very interested in this.
As the foreman spoke, two pilgrims, Pierre and Jean, could be seen approaching the dining room through the glass of the dining room. The Garniers listened intently to Richard's speech. Madame Garnier looked up at the foreman.
LADY CARNIER (briefly): Because he alone is God.
Richard bowed slightly in agreement.
Several more distinguished guests entered the hall, and another foreman was busy receiving guests.
Richard: Of course, Madame Garnier. (He changes his tone) Big oysters for the starter? Oysters are fresh.
Mr. Garnier: Oysters? Well, of course I do!
Madame Garnier looked at the menu carefully, the foreman with a pen in his hand, waiting to order. He glanced at the door and frowned angrily. He said to the two customers: Excuse me, wait a minute. After speaking, he quickly walked to the door.
In the restaurant foyer, two pilgrims, Pierre and Jean, look at the restaurant's recipes. The foreman quickly stopped them.
The foreman stared at them angrily and asked very bluntly: What are you doing here? Who allowed you in?
Pierre (hands up hat in salute): Sir, we wanted to ask you, maybe you can give a little...
let:...no...let me explain...we just want...
Richard (hit cut him off): Alright... get out! Let's go...go away! (roughly) Come on!
Pierre and Jean (in half-length) half-turned and walked away obediently. (Following the two of them) Let Xiang Xiang spit on the recipe posted outside the restaurant.
Bordeaux Road Daytime
Let run along the gutter of the highway. (Panning shot of Pierre struggling on the other side of the road) The sign says Bordeaux. The cars drive opposite each other. In the background, Jean carefully crosses the road to Pierre. (Mid shot of the two) The camera follows, and Pierre is limping, looking rather tired.
Grassland·Festivals·
A large blue placard is taken from under a raised platform during the day. The camera pans back to capture a panorama of the children playing on the bench. It was a group of girls between the ages of eight and ten wearing pleated skirts and white shirts. (Panning the wide lawn, panorama) The children's parents sit on the grass in groups of three and two. Two priests came through the crowd. This lawn is close to the road, where children from a boarding school celebrate the festival. More than 20 students and their parents came to participate in the festival activities. The lawn was covered with white cloth, and they were having a picnic. After dinner, the children ran and jumped on the grass to play with the ball. A large car and several small cars were parked on the side of the road.
The platform was built in the middle of the grass, less than half a meter above the ground, and the columns were decorated with garlands. Two or three priests also sat around the tablecloth like the fathers of the children. They had just had their meal, one of them was smoking, and they were chatting cordially.
Pierre and Jean crossed the road, saw the picnic crowd, looked at each other, left the road, and walked towards the crowd. (Pierre and Jean approach a wooden statue of the Virgin Mary, half-length) Pierre takes off his hat and Jean hangs his head, as if in prayer. Pierre then takes a peek at the grass (off-screen).
Pierre (quietly): I think they've seen us... we can walk over.
Pan and follow. Two pilgrims approached a group of people. They both stared at the family (father, mother, grandmother and two children) who were eating fruit, and Pierre walked over and asked them very politely: Excuse me for disturbing you: are you a little…?
Mother glanced at them both and said to grandma: Pass me the rest of the chicken.
Pierre and Jean put their belongings on the ground and stood there.
Pierre: Thank you very much, ma'am!
Jean: Thank you so much!
Grandma took out two plates and took out the rest of the chicken. Mother put chicken nuggets on a plate.
Mother: what? Are you going far away?
Jean: Go to Spain, ma'am.
Father: Are you going?
Pierre (joking humorously): Sometimes walking, sometimes walking.
People laughed, and father took a bottle of wine, two glasses, and filled them with wine.
Father: Ah! ……All right! Don't you want a drink?
He handed Pierre a glass of wine.
Pierre: Of course I want to drink it!
Father filled another glass and gave it to Jean.
Father: This stuff will relieve your fatigue.
Jean: Thank you, sir.
Pierre and Jean (toasting): Gentlemen and ladies, I wish you good health!
Everyone: I wish you good health!
They took a sip of wine and looked at each other as if tasting wine. Suddenly there was applause (off-screen), and everyone turned to the stage. (Mid shot of the stage, panning, following the female teacher walking up the stage) The tall female teacher (not sure her age) seemed rather stern despite her smiling face. She stood on the stage to thank the applauding crowd and gestured for everyone to be quiet.
Female teacher: Dear friends, I would like to happily introduce to you the little program prepared for you as in previous years.
applause. (Attentively listening crowd. Pierre and Jean are sitting on the grass and eating chicken)
Female teacher (off screen): I hope to get your tolerance, because some things are clear to everyone, this year is difficult, it is said to be an era of violence , thanks to God's blessing on us, our teaching is proceeding normally... The
camera is pushed forward, and Jean is drinking, medium shot. Let thoughtful.
Street · Daytime
medium shot. More than a dozen heavily armed workers marched through the street, led by a young, brown-skinned woman holding a red and black flag. (they walk very firmly)
Meadow · Festive Events · Daytime
medium shot. Let's drink and laugh. Shoot the lawn from above. People look at the female teacher on the stage, a close-up view of the female teacher's back.
Female Teacher: The upperclassmen perform a humorous comedy, written especially for us by Mr. Pontier, the pharmacist.
applause. A man (middle shot) stands up timidly, greets left and right nervously and awkwardly, and sits down. Applause for him again. Meadow panorama. The parents of the children turned their backs to the camera, the stage was deep in the background, and the female teacher standing on the stage signaled everyone to be quiet.
Female teacher (frontal, medium shot, slightly upside down): But before that, you will hear third and fourth graders recite the works of our great poets Racine, Lamartine and Henri de Rainier.
Applause broke out again.
Female teacher: Now, in order to prove that religion is concrete and effective, we have a duty to educate the young minds, and our lower grade pupils are to perform a short play.
Half panorama of the table. The female teacher stepped forward and summoned the girls to line up on stage. applause. Panoramic view of the grass, slightly overhead, parents applauding. Let the close-up view of eating chicken, he is thinking.
Street Daytime
The team of fully armed workers with red and black flags marched forward firmly. (Short shot)
Meadow · Daytime
girls stand on stage. Full body view of female teacher gesturing.
Female teacher: Bridgeda!
The applause stopped when I saw the teacher's gesture and heard her voice. The first girl, Bridgeda, took two steps towards us. (half-length, slightly upside-down)
Bridage (strong voice, trembling with excitement): If someone says that Christians are allowed to have a few women, or that there is no divine law that prohibits Christians from having A few women...
the female teacher and the girls:...then he's going to be excommunicated!
Bridgda stood back and the second girl came out, one by one they recited the stipulations in the teachings. "Excommunicated" was getting louder and louder, repeated by other girls and in the audience.
street day
It's the same team of workers (medium shot) moving on.
Meadow · Festive events · Daytime
girls' recitations are still going on.
Yard · Daytime
heavily armed workers stood in a yard, lined up in two lines with their backs to us. The people in the front row knelt on the ground, aiming their guns, and the anarchist girl stood by. These people were all ready to shoot, to shoot the Pope, who was leaning against the wall and facing the camera. Drums burst.
Anarchist Girl: Aim!
All guns were aimed at the Pope, and the girl raised her revolver. (frontal shot)
Anarchist girl: Fire!
Gunshots roared. The Pope fell. (The camera flashes by)
Meadow · Daytime
sits next to the person giving him a drink, medium shot. Father heard the gunshots and jumped up.
Father: What's going on? ...is there a shooting range nearby?
Jean: No, no, that's me. I just imagined they shot the Pope.
Father: What? ……Oh! You have to be careful! (He pats Jean's shoulder and laughs) You can see anything, but you'll never see the Pope shot!
They looked at the stage again. A fourth girl stepped forward. (Upside down, half-length view)
Fourth girl: If someone said that God hated the boy who was just born, so he was punished for the sin of Adam...
Girls (chorus):... excommunicate!
The female teacher went to the front of the children.
Many voices (parents recite in unison with children off screen): Excommunication!
Female teacher in front of the stage, while to the audience. (half-length view of female teacher, girls standing behind her)
Female teacher: Many Christians ask themselves, why does God allow innocent animals to be victimized? Others ask, why doesn't God create herbivores like lambs and deer? (she points to the sixth girl) Well, it's up to little Sylvia, who won the Excellence Award, to answer everyone.
The sixth girl stood up...
Inquisition. During the day,
a man (mostly half-length) was a heretic, his hands were tied, and he stood
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