01x07 - O Grande Abismo

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-Previously on Damned Saint…
-You crazy?

I have so much faith in you, Pastor.

I heard about the new pastor's arrival.

I've heard his sermons are passionate.

I stopped because I'm writing a book.

When did you get this?

-Get what?
-This tattoo.

So the charismatic professor
has become Pastor King?

You're losing the book deal of a lifetime!

No, you'll lose your chance
to publish the book.

"Rise up and walk," said the Lord.

I don't know who you are anymore.

Did you try to k*ll me, Reinaldo?

Want a smoothie, Mom?

Sure, honey.

So, yesterday I finished reading
The Great Divorce.

Only your dad could ask you
to read a book like that.

She liked The Chronicles of Narnia,
I thought it was a natural next step.

Super natural, honey. Super.

Well, honey? What did you think?

I liked it,
but I didn't really get one thing.

If heaven is really so good,

why do they want to come back to Earth
so badly?

Because despite what the religions say,
life is much better than death.

DAMNED SAINT

THE GREAT DIVORCE

Please pick up

Talk to me please?

Bye, Mom.

-Where are you off to so early?
-To put my life in order.

You didn't do anything wrong, Son.

Your heart is blessed.

That's me in this painting, right?

What happened, Mom?

Tell me!

Why did that priest paint a picture of me?

You resurrected that cat.

Your dad didn't believe me.

But you are a saint.

Josias was wrong.

You are a saint, Son.

Who's to say
this priest didn't make it all up?

-No. That doesn't make sense--
-Resurrecting a cat's what makes no sense!

Maybe you just drilled this story
into my head so much

that I had this thought now…

You are a saint.

You have to be.

Fr. Eustáquio

What about this priest, Father Eustáquio?
How can I find him?

No one's heard of him since.

Call from Dad…

If not for my tragedies,
I wouldn't be here today.

Where's God when everything falls apart?

And nothing else makes--

Dad's congregation would say

that you getting your sight back
is another one of Pastor King's miracles.

Your dad's congregation?

This is insane.

They think…

They think he resurrected you.

You dad wanted to decide for me
if I should live or die.

He saved me, Mom.

No, honey.

Your dad put you in harm's way.

It's just that those people think

he's some kind of saint,
something like that.

That's because he's lying to them.
He's tricking them.

We'll get through this together.

Okay.

Come here, honey.

So he goes, "No,
but if you add it…" Whatever, I dunno.

She said a tree bursts into flames…

A tree bursts into flames
in the Old Testament…

She's so annoying.

Ready? Let's go, Julia!

Gabi…

Are you following me?

Give me a chance
to explain myself to you, honey.

I've only now understood that you--
You tried to k*ll Mom.

I wanted to put an end to her suffering.

And mine.

And yours, too, honey.

Her chances were minuscule--

But she woke up. You had no right.

You might have gone to jail
if not for that mi--

You believe that too?

No. I don't.

Do you?

Dad, if you ever really meant it
about our pact to tell the truth,

now's the time to prove it.

Do you believe it?

Mom was right. You should leave me alone.

-Wait, Gabi. Gabi!
-No.

Samuel -
The pastor's daughter is here

How did you know that girl
was Pastor King's daughter???

Abandoning a blood brother like that.

Samuel sure doesn't seem like
a man of God.

All done, brother.
Just don't touch it, okay?

You know that guy's
a total f*cking psycho, right?

My church is full of lost souls.

It's been quite empty lately.

That makes my life harder, Bishop.

God's never turned His back on me,
Fabinho.

Soon those lost sheep will be
right back here, in the palm of my hand…

People can't stop talking about
Pastor King and what he did, you know?

Yeah…

Now he's the born-again superstar.

I know.

I also wonder if it was a miracle.

No! Hey! Relax.

You gonna cut class but not have any fun?

I'm Carolina.

-I'm Gabrie--
-Gabriela. The pastor's daughter.

Yeah.

-Like this, look…
-I don't know how.

We're gonna go hang out. Wanna come?

It'll be cool. Come with.

Okay.

-Well? Didn't I tell you it'd be cool?
-Yeah.

This really is cool.

Does your dad know you're here?

No. But as a good churchgoer,
you're gonna tell him, right?

No, I'm no snitch.

Wow, that's wild.

Because I thought lying to a pastor
was a one-way ticket to hell, so…

-Not if it's for a good reason.
-What good reason?

Well, aren't you here
to learn about our world?

I'm here to show you.

-Grandpa!
-Come on, come on, come on!

I know you want to go to the mall with me.

What kind of ice cream will you have?
Today's flavor will be…

-Strawberry.
-Strawberry! Strawberry…

IF YE DON'T SEE SIGNS
AND MIRACLES, YE WON'T BELIEVE

JOHN 4:48

Hey!

Let's go!

The mural for newbies is up there, look!

-There?
-Yeah!

Walk the plank, pirate.

Walk the plank,
and it's all yours. Got it?

No f*cking way. You're crazy.

What's wrong, rich boy? You bitching out?

What'll it be, loser?

Fine, I'll do it!

Carol, I don't wanna do this.
I'm leaving, okay?

No, Gabi… Wait.

Gabi. Wait.

Look, we can try again some other day.

Okay.

Thanks.

THE METAMORPHOSIS

Hi.

Can we talk?

Thanks for letting me in.

-Gabi needs us to understand each other.
-I know.

-I miss you.
-No.

I shouldn't have kept anything from you.

You said I tried to decide for you.

You're right.

I love you too much to have left you
maimed and bedridden.

I don't want to talk about this.

-I was wrong--
-I can't.

You have to give me a chance.

I thought
we were going to talk about Gabi.

About objective topics,
like what our life will look like.

Because if this is what you want,
I'd prefer it if you left.

You're pretending you weren't,

but you were happy.

Until you came out of the coma
and decided you weren't anymore.

I was happy, Reinaldo.

But now I see things differently.

That admiration…

Go on.

-Tell me.
-It's gone!

I can't see you the same way anymore.

Clara,
everything I did was for you, for us.

You did all that for you alone.
You were only thinking of yourself.

Have you stopped to think
of all I've given up to be with you?

Are you blaming me for your choices?

No, I'm sorry.

-I love you.
-Oh, no!

You must have felt something
when you came out of the coma.

"Something"?

Like what?

I don't know, the…

the power of my love, maybe.

Oh, no!

Unbelievable.

What if I really did save you?

You didn't save me!

You destroyed our family.

Now leave!

Blessed are all those
whose offenses are forgiven

and whose sins are pardoned.

Go home, Sinval.

But I still need forgiveness.

God forgave you the moment
you walked through that door.

It's not God's forgiveness
you're looking for.

It's man's forgiveness.

Have you ever asked yourself
what God wants from us?

Just a moment, servant of God.

Hey!

Mercy me! I'm losing my mind!

Since everyone around here knows me,
sometimes I forget to introduce myself.

I'm Bishop Joyce,
from the "Alliance for Christ" Temple.

Well, what can the renowned Pastor King

tell me about God's plans for us?

Apparently, you already have the answer.

REASON AGAINST FAITH

You too?

The God I believe in finds people in pain
and pulls them out of there.

But His greatness
needs to be seen and heard.

In that shabby little garage,
His voice is stifled.

I'm happy with the garage.

God only needs us to take one little step.

It's He who needs us?

I thought it was the other way around.

It's a paradox. Life is full of paradoxes.

God is simpler.

He holds out his hand, and we take it.

And if we choose not to take it?

Then we fall.

He just needs you to give Him one chance.

Who is it?

Come on in.

I'm surprised to see you here
in the middle of nowhere.

Sorry to show up like this.

Don't be.

This will always be your home.

What happened?

You can open up to me, Pastor.

I think I've lost my family forever.

You saved your family.

You brought your wife back.

Do you really believe that?

What about you?

Do you believe it?

Sooner or later,
Gabi and Clara will understand

that your choices aren't yours.

They're His.

Jesus is the path to truth

Good morning, Pastor.

-Good morning.
-I brought some freshly baked bread.

Sorry, Sônia, I'm not hungry.

Not even some coffee? I've just made it.

Thanks.

Pastor Samuel told me. I'm terribly sorry.

I'm praying for you and your wife,
that you'll patch things up.

I have to go.

No!

Sorry. Sorry, Pastor.

I just dread the thought
that you might not come back.

We need you.

I need you.

I need a shower.

Do you know if Samuel's back in his room?

No. He… He left early in the morning.

MORE DEPTH!

"The Serpent's Gaze"
Maria Clara Lins

By the look of it,
you're not publishing it.

I found it…

Let me find the right word…

Too allegorical.

That's exactly what it is.

It's the origin myth, retold in a--

Look, I'll give you an example.

This chapter here, I'd cut in half.

This is what editors are for.

Because authors often get… too attached.

Okay.

-You weren't interested.
-No. That's not it, Clara.

You're misunderstanding me.

Your novel has potential.

It has potential,
but you want me to change it.

Just some details.

For instance,
I wish there were a character

that the protagonist felt supported her
in her new beginning…

You know,
I didn't create a character like that

because the thought never crossed my mind.

But now that you mention it,
he'd never be so pathetic.

Pastor, is everything okay in there?

Pastor?

Pastor! My God.

Everything's going to be okay.

This is just a test.

God's only doing this to you because
you don't know how strong you are.

I'm not who you think I am.

Yes you are, Pastor.

You're a good man.

Happiness will find you yet.

Every time I think of you, I…

feel a light washing over my whole body.

I've never felt this before.

Ever.

"Being a poet means being higher up,

being greater than men."

"It means having
a thousand wishes, splendor…"

-It's amazing!
-Yeah, isn't it?

"…and not even knowing what you desire."

UOY ERA KAEW

"It means being a beggar and giving.

It means having, here inside,
a glittering star.

It means thirsting for the infinite

and telling it to everyone
through my song."

Florbela Espanca.

Look, Clara, publishing the book
isn't what really matters.

You know,
you really dove deep into your visions.

For you, this was therapy.

And you know what else?

Some idiot like Caiuby
is not going to make me give up.

The strength of my gaze

Life brings better days

A new chance every dawn

I am powerful and strong
Powerful and strong, powerful and strong

Powerful and strong
Powerful and strong, powerful and strong

-Is that it?
-Yeah.

Carol! That's so beautiful!
Your voice is so beautiful.

Until recently,
I didn't have the courage to sing.

And I'd come here
because I knew no one would hear me.

I'm really glad you changed your mind.

Actually, it was your dad.

He made me see the good in me, you know?

Look, Carol, I'm sorry, but I…

I think you all need to know the truth,

because my dad's not who he claims to be.

Because he doesn't believe in God?

I've known that since he
first stepped foot in Jardim Inês.

Then why did you keep
going to his sermons?

-Why wouldn't I go?
-Because it's a lie.

Because he's taking advantage of people.

Don't you see?

No one is gullible here, Gabi.

Your dad's not fooling anyone.

He's transforming us.

Does it matter if he performed a miracle?

Your mom's alive, isn't she?

We all know
what it's like to feel abandoned.

Lost.

And anyone who doubts that we belong here…

just hasn't reached
the depths of rock bottom yet.

When you're falling,
finally about to reach the bottom,

the most horrible pain,
the total lack of any meaning.

That's when a hand appears,

at the last moment,

to stop you from hitting the bottom.

This is the hand of God!

-Glory to God, Pastor!
-Hallelujah!

Hallelujah!

I had to hit rock bottom
to realize that I belong here.

I've hit rock bottom, too, Pastor.

I was a coward, Samuel.

After I…

After I abandoned you, that night,

I wandered around
making one mistake after another.

Until the day when…

Until I became filled with hatred.

I just wanted
that noise in my head to stop.

Day and night, all the time,
as if coming straight from hell.

It was Pastor King's wife.

It was me.

You shot my wife?

Forgive me, Pastor. Forgive me.

-I lost everything because of you.
-I wish I'd told you sooner.

I wish… I'd told you.

Before guilt
had consumed every inch of my body.

What do you want?

For me to take pity on you
for ruining my life?

Calm down!

Come here!

Hold him!

No, no, no!

-You knew! You knew!
-Stop, Pastor!

Pastor!

HOLY BIBLE