The Mission Edit

A few.

A flash of Jesuit temper was just what we needed him to see.

A parrot can be taught to sing, Your Eminence.

A runaway slave. Bought by a Spanish settler from a slave trader.

After him!

After him! Faster!

All we need is a little patience. He knows what to do.

Alonzo! Alonzo!

Although you chose a strange way to show it.

Amen.

Amen.

And he'd give you the strength and the grace to do it...

And how was it distributed?

And I ask for your pardon...

And I assure you that the courts of Europe are a jungle...

And I suggest we do this in the hope of heaven...

And if Portugal, then Spain, France, Italy... Who knows?

And it was a duel. And the law can't touch you.

And so I have no need?

And that is where?

And the settlers here are offended for the same reason.

And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor...

And what do they run from? They run from us.

And you have the effrontery to tell me that this slaughter was necessary?

And you loved him.

Are you laughing at me? Are you laughing at me?

As my conscience dictates.

Back! Back! Halt!

Because the missions are the only sanctuary left for the Guarani.

Between ourselves, I should like to express my personal regret.

Between ourselves, Your Eminence, the Jesuits are too powerful here.

Bring up both cannons.

But above the falls, it still belongs to God and the Guarani.

But as I said before, I cannot accept a challenge from a priest.

But he doesn't think so, John.

But here, in Spanish territory...

But I do not think I should make a final decision...

But I don't have the strength to live in a world like that.

But I have decided that I shall begin with the oldest...

But I soon began to understand, for the first time...

But is that to stand in our way?

But now abideth faith, hope, love... These three.

But surely the missions will remain under church protection?

But this is not some animal rite. It's a necessity for survival.

But, in truth, it is I who am dead, and they who live.

But, in truth, nothing had prepared me for the beauty and the power...

By order of holy obedience, without reservation...

By the way, gentlemen...

Can you see him?

Christ, you led Father Ignatius to renounce the snares of this world...

Come with me to my mission in San Carlos.

Come with me.

Come.

Continue, Father.

Continue. As Your Holiness undoubtedly knows...

Cut off. Cast out.

Damn them.

Did you know this was going to be your decision?

Did you put in all the chilies?

Do you dare to see it fail?

Do you have the courage to choose your penance? Do you dare do that?

Do you think you could tell us about your attitude to the transference...

Don Cabeza hates Jesuits and Indians. He and the Portuguese are ruthless.

Don Cabeza wants the mission territories taken over by the Portuguese. Why?

Don Cabeza, how can you possibly refer to this child as an animal?

Don't let the priest get away!

Easy.

Every man and woman is allowed one child. If a third is born, it is killed.

Father Gabriel, of the mission...

Father Gabriel, what do you think is at issue here?

Father Ibaye, shall we continue?

Father, I want to thank you for having me here.

Father, I've come to ask you to bless me.

Father?

Felipe?

Fire!

Fire!

For me, there is no redemption.

For, as always, Your Holiness...

Get back there with the others.

Get out.

Given the legitimate purpose, which you sanctioned...

Go back!

Go on.

Go on.

God gave us the burden of freedom. You chose your crime.

God knows, Father John.

Good.

Good.

Good.

Good. Whoa!

He is determined to destroy the power of the church.

He said he is also a king. He also will not listen.

He says they were wrong ever to have trusted us.

He says, how does he know you know God's will?

He thinks you speak not for God, but for Portugal.

He's been here for six months, but he won't see anybody.

He's been in there five hours.

He's done this penance long enough. The other brothers think the same.

Hello.

How could the Indians have supposed that the death of that unsung priest...

How long must he carry that stupid thing?

How?

Huh.

I ask the pardon of this assembly. I ask for the pardon of my brothers.

I can't bless you.

I can't see any difference between this plantation and my own.

I cannot and will not accept a challenge from a monk.

I cannot hope to understand God's reasons.

I did what I had to do.

I do not personally speak for God, but I speak for the church...

I don't need to read it to know what it contains.

I don't think that's hitting the right note. Begin again.

I fear I have bad tidings from the Marquis of Pombal.

I had that reaction when I first came, Your Eminence.

I have a task, and you are the only one who can do it.

I have failed to persuade you to fight on their behalf.

I have kept these matters in the front of my mind ever since I came here.

I have.

I have.

I said I'd stay with them.

I see a man running away, a man hiding from the world. I see a coward.

I see. Is that lawful?

I sent him, Father. I have to go up there myself.

I suggest we ask your king to postpone the transfer of the mission territories...

I think that, there, your prayers might meet with better fortune.

I think, there, God would tell you what it would be good to do.

I want an apology now! Damn you, I won't stand for this!

I want to renounce my vows of obedience.

I'm afraid I did.

I'm laughing at you...

I'm sorry. I was trained as a mercenary, not as a cook.

I've seen Jesuits there.

I've spent half my life waiting for Rome.

If anyone should disobey this, he will be excommunicated.

If might is right...

If the Jesuits resist the Portuguese...

If they do fight, it is imperative that no one of you...

If you die with blood on your hands, you betray everything we've done.

If you had, you wouldn't look so gloomy.

If you're going to become a Jesuit, you must accept my orders...

If you're right, you'll have God's blessing.

If you're wrong, my blessing won't mean anything.

If your order is to survive at all...

In my opinion, the work of the missions is the work of the devil.

In the name of the king, I demand an apology!

In the territories covered by Spain, there is no slavery.

Indeed, many a violin played in the academies of Rome...

Indeed?

Indians! Turn around!

Is this remorse?

Isn't that precisely why you want to take it over?

It is shared among them equally. This is a community.

It may be so.

It was decided by the Treaty of Madrid and concluded by Spain and Portugal.

It was from these missions the Jesuit fathers carried the word of God...

It was our territory. Julien's and mine.

It's a trifle overgrown.

It's deeply reassuring to a trading nation such as my own.

It's hard to see anything clearly.

It's your brother.

Just you?

Last year, 120,000 escudos.

Leave me alone.

Leave...

Let me see how the children are doing.

Let us pray for our brother Rodrigo.

Look out! The falls! Halt!

Look what happened!

Love envieth not.

Love suffereth long and is kind.

Love vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up.

Manuel!

Manuel! Manuel!

Maybe you wish I was your executioner. Perhaps that would be easier.

Member of your community, Father Gabriel?

Move this cannon. Move it. And that one.

Nine tenths of what they earn goes back into the community, into their lives.

No, I won't hurt him.

No, Señor Hontar...

No, that is territory which used to be Spanish. Now it's Portuguese.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No. It's Ralph and John too.

Not as I love Felipe.

Now we ask your blessing on Rodrigo as we welcome him into our community.

Now, you will apologize.

Oh, good Lord.

Oh, no!

On the day the señorita can't distract my attention...

Or are you no longer a Jesuit?

Over there, please.

Ow!

Perhaps not.

Precisely.

Pretty creature. She'll fetch a lot of money in Lisbon.

Profits by it too.

Pure gossip. Rodrigo is the lady's man.

Quickly. Quickly.

Rodrigo here is this lady's man.

Rodrigo, please.

Rodrigo, you won't hurt him, will you?

Rodrigo! Rodrigo!

Rodrigo.

Row.

Rubbish. Rubbish.

Silence. You will apologize. Go now.

Since when have you loved Felipe?

Six months.

So how goes it at your mission above the falls?

So I had arrived in South America...

So is that it? Is this how you mean to go on?

So it was that the Guarani were brought finally to account...

So it was this burden I carried to South America:

So me you do not love?

So you're hunting above the falls now, Captain Mendoza?

So, what will you do?

So, Your Holiness...

So...

Stop playing with that.

Supply and demand is the law of trade.

Take them away. Quickly. Quickly now.

Teach him to be generous, to labor and not to count the cost...

Tell them.

Ten to.

Thank you, Father.

Thank you, Lord, for our food and all your other blessings. Amen.

Thank you.

That institution is permitted in the territories of our neighbors...

That is a lie!

That is a lie.

That is here. Above the falls, in Spanish territory.

That is the difference. This plantation is theirs.

That is what His Eminence is here to decide, Father Gabriel.

The court of Portugal is atheistic, but we are Catholics.

The death of this priest was to form the first link...

The Garden of Eden.

The Indians are free to be enslaved by the Spanish and Portuguese settlers.

The mission is to be called San Carlos.

The missions have protected the Indians from the depredations of the settlers...

The noble souls of these Indians incline towards music.

The other cannon as well.

The paramount vow of a Jesuit is a vow of obedience.

The Spanish and Portuguese kings are offended...

The world is thus.

Then help them as a priest!

Then let them obey. Tell them, Your Eminence.

There are numerous missions that I should inspect.

There are so many distractions here.

There is a French radical group that teaches that doctrine.

There is no penance hard enough for me.

There's no one else there. And they are not naturally animals.

There's nothing we like better than a noble failure.

These creatures are lethal and lecherous.

They buy them from the Portuguese, amongst others.

They can only run with one child apiece.

They come to us of their own free will.

They don't understand why God has changed his mind.

They have to be subdued by the sword and brought to labor by the whip.

They must learn to submit to the will of God.

They must leave the mission.

They said the devil lives in the forest.

They say it was the will of God...

They say that God has left them, he's deserted them.

They say the mission is their home.

They say they don't understand what you mean.

They teach contempt for lawful profit, and they disobey the king's authority.

They want to live, Father.

They want you to speak more clearly. What do you want them to do?

They're going to fight.

They've agreed.

They've taken three guns, gunpowder, pistols...

Think of that, Your Eminence.

Thirty nine.

This is a child of the jungle, an animal with a human voice.

This is another difference.

This seeking to create a paradise on earth...

Though I knew, in Europe, states were...

Thus have I made it.

To persuade you not to resist...

To satisfy the Portuguese wish to enlarge their empire...

True, which makes my insolence all the more insolent...

Turn around! Face them!

Twenty four.

Until he does, neither do I.

Very difficult to tell what they're thinking.

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We expect no political difference between the Papacy, Spain and Portugal?

We must work in the world.

We'll have to move the cannon.

We're building a mission here.

We're not the members of a democracy, Father. We're members of an order.

Welcome home, brother.

Well, I accept.

Well, I am inexpressibly impressed by your achievement, Father.

Well, if you'll excuse me, gentlemen...

Well, that was most gratifying, Your Eminence.

Well, Your Eminence, as to the missions...

Weren't you supposed to be on guard last night?

What do you want, captain, an honorable death?

What else?

What they say is sheer nonsense.

What was your income last year?

What were they saying?

When I was a child, I spake as a child...

Who are you?

Why must they fight?

Why not?

Why should there be?

With an orchestra...

Without the shelter we provide under Spanish law...

Yes, Father.

Yes, yes, yes, yes. You have been trying to tell me.

Yes.

Yes. It's very prosperous.

Yes. Well, perhaps she doesn't want to go to Lisbon.

You deserve so much.

You distract too easily.

You had no alternative, Your Eminence.

You must persuade them not to fight.

You need so much.

You serve the Marquis of Pombal, who is hostile to the church...

You should know that the Spanish do have slaves here.

You should thank the Guarani.

You should've achieved a noble failure if you wanted the state's approval.

You're a mercenary, you're a slave trader...

You're not going to read it?

Your Eminence, am I disturbing you?

Your Eminence, I ask your pardon too.

Your Eminence, it was the doctrine of the early Christians.

Your Eminence, we've just seen a good example of Jesuit contempt...

Your Eminence?

Your Eminence.

Your Eminence.

Your Eminence.

Your Holiness is offended...

Your Holiness, a surgeon, to save the body...

Your Holiness, I write to you in this year of our Lord 1758...

Your Holiness, the little matter that brought me here is now settled.

...for insulting His Excellency. Thank you, that will do.

...for insulting His Excellency. Thank you, that will do.

...I'll become a monk. On that day, Felipe...

Above the falls? Yes.

Alonzo, are they healthy? Excellent.

Amen. Amen.

And Don Cabeza connives at this? Yes.

And many near to it, thank the Lord. Thank the Lord, indeed.

And the law of souls? What's a few cuts...

And will that save us? I hope it may, Father.

And you serve a Christian king. I also serve a Catholic king.

Are there many above the falls? Yes.

At whom are you laughing? Don't do this.

But do you dare try it? Do I dare?

But the bread is good. It's not bad.

But why must I apologize? Why? Because I order it.

Can't you see that? Of course.

Dangerous? Yes.

Did you cook this? Yes.

Don Cabeza. Mendoza.

Extraordinary. What?

Father? Aye?

Good. Now take them off. Ah.

Have you found this, Señor Hontar? I have.

He says, speak to the king of Portugal. I have. He will not listen.

His cloth protects him. My cloth protects you.

How could I forget? You forget everything.

I do, do I? You do.

I want to explain Get out. I won't listen to you.

Insects and twigs, Father. No converts?

It is well known Rubbish. Your Eminence?

It was a lie. Nevertheless, I order it.

Most certainly you did. Rodrigo, please.

None of us wants to do this. I'm not interested. Get in position.

Not against powder and shot. No.

Ralph, here. Thank you.

Rodrigo, that's the love that I need. I see.

Six ? I've been trying to tell you.

That is for His Eminence to decide. No, that is a state matter.

That is, they run from slavery. Rubbish.

That was perfect. What?

The work of God is at issue. No, what is at issue...

Then why must I apologize? What better excuse can we give them...

There is no life. There is a way out, Mendoza.

There is nothing else. There is life.

They kill their own young. That is true. May I answer that?

They want to stay here. And what did you say?

They're naturally spiritual. Spiritual?

Those are Guarani? Yes, Your Eminence.

Truly? Ask them. Ask the Guarani.

Very impressive. Perhaps I'm missing something.

We'll make Christians of these people. If you have the time.

What do you mean? Be patient, will you?

What time is it? Calm down.

What was he before he joined you? A mercenary and slave trader.

Why can't they return to the jungle? Because this is their home.

Will he apologize? Yes, he will.

Yes. Why did you come, Your Eminence?

You know what I am. Yes.

You laughed. I did not laugh.

You shouldn't have become a priest. But I am, and they need me.

You will apologize to Don Cabeza. What he said was a lie.

Your Eminence. Silence.

...and have earned much resentment because of it.

...and have not love, I am nothing.

...and have not love, it profiteth me nothing.

...and I don't know what else.

...and received in return... martyrdom.

...and the precepts of the church.

...and though I give my body to be burned...

...and to ensure for you all...

...and to put on the livery of labor and humiliation.

...and to the short lived mercy of man.

...and you killed your brother. I know.

...and your pardon twice as gracious.

...as if they were the orders of a commander. Can you do that?

...because a paradise of the poor is seldom pleasing to those who rule.

...because all I see is laughable.

...because it may distract from that paradise which comes hereafter.

...but that one of our order, albeit a novice, publicly insults one of them?

...compared with what you offer them? Torments of hell? Imprisoned souls?

...for the authority of the state.

...from the southern continent of the Americas, from the town of Asunción...

...half the ladies in this town will become nuns.

...have been made by their nimble and gifted hands.

...how easily it offends.

...I had to wonder whether these Indians would not have preferred...

...I myself was a Jesuit once.

...I understood as a child, I thought as a child.

...I would have to say, yes. In truth, yes.

...in comparison with which your jungle here is a tidy garden.

...in the chain of which I now find myself a part.

...in the memory of the living.

...is the very existence of the Jesuit order, both here and in Europe.

...little in this world unfolds as we predict.

...may be divided between the Spanish and Portuguese.

...must often hack off a limb.

...my head replete with the matters of Europe.

...now your priests are dead, and I am left alive.

...of San Carlos, from which the boy comes.

...of the limb that I had come here to sever.

...priest.

...should even seemed to have encouraged them to do so.

...tearing at the authority of the church...

...that the Jesuits here could no longer deny you these satisfactions.

...that the sea and wind had not brought any of us to them.

...that these monarchs would threaten no more the power of the church...

...that they left the jungle and built the mission.

...the church must show its authority over the Jesuits here...

...the great mission of San Miguel.

...the Indians have no protection against slavery.

...the Jesuit order will be expelled from Portugal.

...the Jesuits could have subdued the whole continent.

...the missions here must be sacrificed.

...the Portuguese, and is, to my mind, much misunderstood.

...the spirit of the dead will survive...

...the transfer of the mission territories.

...then love has no place in the world.

...through the intercession of our merciful Redeemer.

...thus have we made the world.

...to satisfy the Spanish desire that this would do them no harm...

...to satisfy Your Holiness...

...to serve with no reward, save the doing of your will.

...to the everlasting mercy of God...

...to those Indians still existing in their natural state...

...two weeks' march from the great mission of San Miguel.

...until I have seen these mission territories with my own eyes.

...until Portugal guarantees their survival.

...what a strange world I had been sent to judge.

...whatever it costs you.

...which is God's instrument on earth.

...would bring them a man whose life was to become intertwined with theirs?

"Though I have all faith so that I could remove mountains...