text / [法] Robert Balt
translation / Shan Dongbing
's historical events in the film are completely true. It happened on the borders of Argentina, Baraque and Brazil in the 1650s.
daytime. Residence of Altai Milano. Attorney General Artemirano dictated the report to the Pope to the clerk.
Artemirano: Your Majesty, what you sent me to the edge of the world to undertake is now complete. Residents of Spain and Portugal are free to capture Indians and keep them as slaves. Well, I think it’s not clear yet. Do it all over again. Your Majesty, in 1758 this year, I reported to you in the small town of Asuncion in the province of La Plata in southern America. The town is about two weeks away from the Saint Miguel mission.
daytime. Missionary agency. Indian children dressed in white clothes were playing in front of the railing.
Artemirano: (Voiceover) These missionary institutions work for the welfare of the Indians, thus harming the interests of the residents there in Spain and Portugal...
During the day. Concert hall. A group of adults and children play the violin.
Artemirano: (Voiceover) I received a lot of dissatisfaction. The sacred souls of these Indians love music. Many violins in the University of Rome come from their god-given skill.
daytime. In the countryside, in the woods, crowds of people greet the riders.
Artemirano: (Voiceover) It was the Jesuit priests in these missionary institutions who brought God's gospel to this undeveloped area, and brought it to these Indians who still live in nature, and were accepted by them.
A group of Indians carried the cross with a priest tied to it.
daytime. riverside. The Indians put the big cross with the priest into the river water. The cross drifted along the water. The Indians shouted and jumped around. The rushing water hit the cross. Finally, the cross descended down the waterfall. The large waterfall is majestic and majestic, the sound is shaking, and the waterfall falls into the deep valley.
daytime. Residence of Altai Milano. Artemirano looked at the clerk's manuscript, raised his eyes and nodded at him.
Artemirano: (Voiceover) This priest is the first link in a long chain. Now I am a part of it.
Clerk: Please go on.
Artemirano: Your Majesty, you already know that it is difficult for us to foresee the future of this world. To be honest...
during the day. riverside. Two people appeared on the hillside near the waterfall. A third person appeared behind them.
Artemirano: (Voiceover)...The Indians never imagined that the death of the unknown pastor would closely link the life of another pastor with their own life.
The three people walked hard in the rocky beach.
On the river beach, the priest Gabriel knelt by the river and prayed. Then, he picked up a cross necklace from the rock and put it on his neck, bent down and kissed the stone, turned and stood up and walked away to the other two priests. One of them put something on the boat.
Gabriel: Thank you, Father.
Fielding stood up and said: This is our territory. It's me and Julian's.
Gabriel: He was sent by me, priest. Now I have to go to the upper reaches of the waterfall myself.
Gabriel kissed Fielding on the forehead, then stepped into the boat and paddled off the shore.
Gabriel was carrying a backpack, looking out at the cliff, and the water poured down from the top of the cliff in a spectacular manner. He wiped the drops of water from his face and began to climb.
Fielding and another priest, Sebastian, were standing on the bank of a rushing river. Fielding read the book, then looked up at the cliff.
Fielding: Can you see him?
Sebastian: No.
daytime. Dense tropical jungle. Gabriel walked through the jungle and looked around cautiously. He sat on a rock in the stream, put down his backpack, took out the oboe, connected it, and started playing.
Music attracted many Indians. One by one, they hid quietly behind the big tree, drawing their bows and arrows, and waiting quietly. Gabriel paused when he saw it, and then played it very calmly.
The leader of the Indian Quelane Buluo approached him, and the other Indians also surrounded him. The witch doctor took the oboe from Gabriel's hand, broke it and threw it into the water. The son of the Indian chief picked it up again and handed it to Gabriel. The leader took Gabriel's hand away from the stone, and another Indian picked up his backpack.
Artemirano: (Voiceover) The Jesuits can conquer the entire American continent with music. In this way, the Quilani Indians can receive the eternal blessing of God and the temporary protection of mankind.
The Indians and Gabriel were walking in the woods. Suddenly, a large net lifted several Indians. The rest of the Indians screamed and ran around. Mindoza, the captain of the Spanish mercenary, followed a young and strong Indian and took aim at him with a gun. The Indian jumped into the water. Gabriel heard the sound, stopped, and turned around to see Mindoza.
Gabriel: Who are you? Are you Captain Mindoza who caught the Indians at the upper reaches of the waterfall? We are about to establish missionary institutions here so that they will all become Christians.
Mindoza: You can build it if you have time.
After speaking, Mindoza ferociously left with the arrested Indians.
daytime. Indian town, Asuncion. Mindoza rode a team into the town with a team of horses. The two Indian kids rushed to their mother's side out of fear. Carlota, a beautiful young widow, stood on the balcony on the side of the street and looked at Mindoza's team.
Bai Yao. Carlotta's room. Carlotta stepped into the room and looked down at Philip sitting in the chair.
Carlota: Your brother is back.
daytime. Streets of Asuncion town. Mindoza was riding a horse triumphantly. A group of Indians with tied hands followed.
During the day, Kabirdo's yard. A group of slave traders, Kabeza, and a woman stood in the yard, talking while watching the Indians enter the yard.
Cabeza: Are they all healthy?
Alazo: (Voiceover) Great.
Cabeza: Are there many tourists on the waterfall?
Mindoza: There are so many.
Cabeza: Is that dangerous?
Mindoza: It's dangerous.
Cabeza: I'm not afraid of having guns and ammunition.
Mindoza took a large amount of coins from Kabeza and put them in the pocket of his waist.
Mindoza: I met the Jesuits there.
Cabeza: Upstream of the waterfall? damn it.
Mindoza: Their mission agency is called San Carlos.
Cabella urged Alazo to quickly take the Indians away. Mindoza leaped on his horse and ran out of the yard in a rush of smoke. The Spanish army entered.
daytime. Asuncion street. Mindoza walked down the street with his arms around Philip's shoulders, and then entered the building passage.
Mindoza: You should find a good girl.
Philip, I already have it.
Mindoza: I know you don't.
Philip: I already have it!
Mindoza: Then you are still so depressed.
They turned and walked through the arched door and into another wide street. Philip laughed.
Mindoza: Maybe you are right.
Philip: You know when I miss a woman.
Mindoza: How can I forget:
Philip: You forget everything.
Mindoza pushed Philip.
Mindoza: Really?
daytime. The courtyard of Mindoza's house. Philip rode on a horse to practice swordsmanship and hit the target, while Mindoza commanded him with the reins on the side. Carlotta walked into the yard from the door and looked at them.
Mindoza: Don't be distracted.
Philip: One day even the young lady won't attract me, I will be a monk.
Carlota: By that day, half of the women in the town will be nuns.
Philip: (laughs) Nonsense. Rodríguez is the man that women love.
Mindoza: Here I am this woman's man.
Philip looked at Carlotta anxiously. She dropped her head very uncomfortably, and then looked up again. The two looked at each other and exchanged glances. Mindoza approached Carlotta, took her hand, and walked past Philip. Philip led his horse towards the stable in frustration. Mindoza watched affectionately at the beautiful Carlotta.
Mindoza: Philip?
Carlota: I love him, Rodrigo.
Mindoza: When did you fall in love with him?
Carlota: It's been six months.
Mindoza: Six...
Carlotta: I always wanted to tell you. I have already told you.
Mindoza: Yes. Yep. You always wanted to tell me. It turns out I am not the one you love.
Carlota: It's not like I love Philip. Rodríguez, I need that kind of love.
Mindoza: I understand. This way I don't need it anymore.
Carlota: You need a lot. You deserve a lot...
She stretched out her slender hand to touch him and was pushed away by him.
Carlota: Rodrigo, you won't hurt him, will you?
He was at a loss, his hands and feet stiff, he just shook his head slightly.
Mindoza: (in a low voice) No. I will not hurt him.
Carlota stood up and walked away, leaving Mindoza alone, looking down at the ground with a daze.
daytime. Asuncion street. The holiday is here. The streets are very lively. Many Indians walked slowly carrying the cross. There are many people singing and dancing nearby.
Philip rushed through the crowd, looking for Carlotta.
daytime. houses. Many Indians climbed over the railings around the house square. The soldiers are firing their guns. Carlotta and Philip walked through the crowd holding hands.
daytime. houses. Mindoza stood among the stone pillars in front of the hall and watched the scene on the street.
Carlotta pulled Philip through the crowd, walked to a gate, and stopped. Carlotta faced Philip and lifted her headscarf. The two cuddled and kissed each other.
Mindoza was still watching. A few of the crowds in the street were dancing with open umbrellas. Mindoza stood up from the chair, held the hilt in his hand, and watched the dancer carefully. Suddenly, he saw something and hurried through the crowd into the church. Walking to a door in the corridor, Mindoza stopped.
night. bedroom. Philip and Carlota lay naked on the bed and kissed. The door was suddenly opened. They were surprised and separated. Min Duosa was full of anger, stood by the door, staring, turned and walked out the door.
Philip put on his clothes and ran after him, shouting loudly.
Philip: Rodrigo!
dawn. Street. Mindoza walked out of the church and was grabbed by Philip's arm.
Philip: Rodrigo, please...
Mindoza turned his head to look at him, and walked forward. There were already many people in the street, two of them were standing and talking.
Man: (Voiceover)...I told him...no problem. (Laughs)
The laughter of the two people attracted Mindoza. He turned back and walked to them.
Mindoza: What are you laughing at?
Philip, who was standing by the door of the church, heard Mindoza yelling, and hurried forward to persuade him.
Elderly: My friend, why should I laugh?
Mindoza: You must have laughed.
Philip Lamindoza leaves.
Philip: Rodrigo, please go.
Mindoza: Who are you laughing at?
Philip: Rodrigo, don't do that.
Mindoza: Who are you laughing at?
Philip couldn't persuade him, so he shouted anxiously, and made a hard hit in Mindoza's face.
Philip: Rodrigo! You just quarrel with me!
After speaking, he ran to the side, faced Mindoza, and drew his sword. The angry Mindoza also drew the long sword from his waist fiercely. The two fought each other, and the people dispersed to one side.
Mindoza drew the short knife around his waist with his left hand, fighting, while Philip was not paying attention, forced him to the root of the wall, and pierced his chest with a short knife. Philip hugged Mindoza's shoulders with both hands in pain, unable to speak, his hands slowly loosened, and finally Philip fell in a pool of blood. Mindoza's face was expressionless, staring blankly at everything in front of him.
Carlotta draped his clothes and ran along the street, crying loudly: Don't! Do not!
Carlotta pounced on Philip's body and wept bitterly.
daytime. Asuncion street. A drizzle fell from the gray sky. The brick road is wet and shiny. Father Gabriel was wearing a black robe, carrying a bag and a pipe and walking down the street. Seeing him, the two children ran towards him. He took the coin from his pocket and threw it to them, then walked to a large wooden door.
daytime. House of the Jesuits. Gabriel and the provincial senior priest entered the door and walked along the corridor.
Father: How is the missionary organization up the waterfall?
Gabriel: Very troublesome, Father.
Father: No one converts to religion?
Gabriel: Only a few. But thank goodness, many of them are coming soon.
Father: Thank God. Do you know Rodrigo Mindoza?
Gabriel: I know him.
Father: Then follow me. I give you a task... I think only you can complete it. He has been here for six months and no one wants to see him. Not thinking about eating. I think he wants to die.
daytime. Mindoza's room. The ground was cluttered with grass. A broken bowl contained clear soup and a few leaves. The nun led Gabriel into the cell. The indoor light is weak. Mindoza sat under the window. Gabriel handed him the bowl in silence. He didn't respond. Helpless, Gabriel had to sit down.
Gabriel: You killed your brother? It was a duel. The law cannot control you. In this remote and remote place.
Mindoza: Let's go! Priest!
Gabriel: You may want me to enforce the law and punish you. That's not bad, it's very simple.
Mindoza: Leave me alone. You know who I am.
Gabriel: Yes. You are a mercenary. You are a slave trader. You also killed your brother. I know that you love him. But the way you confess your love is surprising.
Mindoza stood up abruptly, grabbed Gabriel, and pulled him up, pressed his back against the wall, and grabbed him by the collar. Gabriel looked at Mindoza very calmly.
Mindoza: Are you laughing at me? Are you... laughing at me?
Gabriel: I was laughing at you. Because what I saw was very ridiculous. I saw a man shrinking. A man is escaping from the world. I saw a coward.
Mindoza still grabbed him and lifted it vigorously.
Mindoza: Say it, let's go on.
After Mindoza finished speaking, he let go of him, turned to one side, and sat on the ground again. Gabriel also sat down slowly across from him.
Gabriel: That's it. What else do I need to say?
Mindoza: I don't have anything else.
Gabriel (softly): There is life.
Mindoza: There is no life.
Gabriel: I have an idea, Mindoza.
Mindoza: I am out of help.
Gabriel: Like you, the freedom God has given us has become a burden. You chose to commit the crime yourself. Don't you have the courage to choose torture for atonement? dare?
Mindoza: I am more than dead.
Gabriel: Do you dare to give it a try?
Mindoza: Dare I? Do you dare to face my failure?
daytime. river. Flowing water vented down the cliff, hit the rocks, splashed, and the rumbling sound was shocking. Four men trek through the running water. Gabriel led the way, jumping on the rocks in the water. Mindoza, covered in mud, dragged a large mesh bag of weapons and armor, and walked very hard.
night. Forest. The moon hung high in the quiet night sky. Mindoza was standing by the tree holding the "Bible" in his hand, reading from the campfire behind him. The fire shining on his sturdy body.
daytime. Forest. Tall rocks. Mindoza stood on it and pulled the net bag very hard. Gabriel, Fielding, and the two priests stood on the hillside watching him quietly.
Fielding: How long will it take him to pull that bulky thing?
Gabriel: Only God knows.
Mindo Sarah put on a net bag and tried his best, but she couldn't get up to the rock. Libril and others are waiting for him anxiously. Fielding ran over quickly, drew the sword from his waist, and cut the rope. The net bag rolled down the hillside and fell into a kang, splashing yellow muddy water. Mindoza didn't say a word, and dumbly rolled down the hillside, rolled into the puddle, connected the rope, tied it to his waist, and continued to pull up the hillside.
daytime. river. The rushing water hit the rocks and made a roar. Mindoza lay on his back on the rock, the thick rope still tied around his waist. Fielding passed by an Indian priest holding the water bag, handed the water bag to another person, and walked to Gabriel.
Fielding: The priest... he accepted this torture for a long time. The other brothers think so too.
Gabriel: He doesn't think so. John, even if he thinks it's enough...he doesn't, neither do I. We have no right, priest, but to carry out God's commands.
Mindoza is still dragging his net bag through the rock pile, and the others have begun to climb the cliff. Mindoza fell far behind, pulling the net bag.
Mindoza climbed onto the rock of the cliff and dragged the rope with difficulty. Suddenly let go, the net bag rolled down the rock. Mindoza took advantage of the situation and fell on the rock, grasping the surface of the rock with both hands. The river at the bottom of the cliff is turbulent thousands of feet deep, and the silent rocks and bushes are terrifying, silently ready to receive Mindoza at any time. Mindoza held on, freed one hand, and slowly pulled the net bag upward. Gabriel came to him and helped him.
Climbing to the top of the cliff, Mindoza lay feebly beside Gabriel, panting.
On the rocks not far from them, many Indians were watching their actions. When the priests approached, they all ran forward to greet them. At this time, Mindoza was still dragging the heavy net bag behind.
The Indian chief and Gabriel sat on the rock in the middle of the crowd, talking in Indian, very lively and cordial. Mindoza walked to the crowd, staggered, and fell down with both hands on the ground.
The Indian chief gestured to an Indian. He touched the handle of the knife on his waist and walked towards Mindoza. Upon seeing this, Fielding hurriedly got up and walked to Gabriel.
The Indian ran to Mindoza. At this moment, Mindoza was lying on all fours in the mud. The Indian grabbed the rope around his waist and pulled him up.
Mindoza's head is still drooping. The Indian yelled at him in native language, with hateful gazes in his eyes, and drew his knife against Mindoza's Adam's apple.
The Indian chief, Gabriel, and Fielding stood in front of the crowd, watching quietly. Suddenly, Gabriel bent his knees and knelt on the ground. The priests on the sidelines all looked at Gabriel in surprise.
The Indian chief turned to Gabriel and said something in native language. Gabriel turned around again and said something in native language to an Indian next to him.
The knife in the Indian's hand was still against Mindoza's chin.
The Indian chief yelled at the Indian in native language. The Indian got Mindosara up and cut the rope from him. Mindoza crawled in the mud without saying a word, lowering his head. The Indian pushed the net bag a few times and turned over the cliff.
At this moment Mindoza burst into tears. She was covered in mud, yellow muddy water dripped on her face and hair.
The Indian came over, touched his shoulder, and walked to the side. When Mindoza looked up, another Indian came over and scratched his beard. He raised his head, seeming to want God's forgiveness. The Indian called the others. The witch doctor and other young men with bows and arrows began to smile silently. Gabriel also smiled gently, stood up, walked to Mindoza, knelt on his knees, and hugged him with his arms outstretched. A pitiful smile appeared on the exhausted Mindoza's crying face. Gabriel leaned back and laughed loudly. Mindoza put his head on Gabriel's shoulder and started crying again.
When the Indians ran away, Mindoza cried and laughed. The witch doctor also laughed. The other Indians walked over and stroked Mindoza's muddy beard.
Mindoza leaned his head on Gabriel's shoulder.
During the day, the country. White priests and Indians are working nervously and orderly. Pull a rope between the two trees. One pocket slides from left to right. Fielding and Mindoza stood by the low railing with several Indians. Fielding reached out to take the pocket on the rope. Mindoza carried a large basket on his shoulders, passed the working Indians, and walked towards a large house. A cross was erected on the roof.
The clean and tidy Mindoza walked forward through the big palm trees, passing by Gabriel, to the front of the newly built church, and lowered the basket from his shoulders.
Gabriel saw Mindoza walking by and looked back at the church.
The river gurgled. Two Indian mothers stood in waist-deep water bathing their babies. The baby played in the water and made the mother laugh happily. There are two big boys naked around them playing around.
Mindoza sat on the edge of the wooden planks hanging above the water. A young Indian approached him and took his hand to the other Indians. The four Indian girls looked at them, talking and laughing.
Mindoza sat on the hammock, and the two Indian girls on the left and right took off his shirts.
Gabriel walked through the dark doorways of the church and walked to the courtyard. When he looked up, he saw Mindoza and the girls.
Mindoza sat on the hammock, the girl on the left used paint to draw lines on his chest, and the girl on the right picked up the cross on his neck.
The Indian teenager snickered while watching.
The girl on the left laughed loudly, and the other Indian women laughed as well.
Gabriel crossed his arms and looked at everyone with interest.
daytime. Forest. Mindoza sat under the tree and concentrated on reading. A team of young Indians ran by on the side road.
Mindoza and the Indian teenager sitting next to him watched the Indian hunters running forward from behind. They are chasing a wild boar.
Mindoza was holding a book, and the Indian teenager raised his hands and followed the Indian hunters through the woods and chased down the hillside.
The wild boar was pressed to the ground. The boy took Mindoza and walked over.
The hunter leader gave Mindoza the spear and spoke to him in native language.
Mindoza: No.
The leader raised his voice and told him. He just shook his head.
The boy took Lamindoza's hand. The leader extended his spear to Mindoza again. After Mindoza refused again, he pierced the wild boar's neck with a spear.
The boy was depressed, turned around to follow Mindoza, and walked with his head down.
daytime. River. Standing in the canoe on the river were Mindoza and two teenagers, each one at one end, shaking the boat continuously. They yelled happily, yelled, and laughed loudly. Mindoza smiled.
Fielding sat in another canoe and watched, turning around to look at the boy behind him. The teenager was happy at him.
Mindoza lost his balance and fell into the water: the teenagers swimming in the water splashed and shouted happily.
Fielding also sat in the small boat and leaned forward with a smile. Unexpectedly, the young man behind him stirred vigorously with one foot, and Fielding also fell into the water.
The teenagers laughed. Some jumped into the water, surrounded Mindoza in the middle, and splashed water on him.
daytime. church. Breakfast is brought to the dining room and placed on the table. Gabriel, sitting behind the window, brought out his share.
Gabriel: Thank you.
Mindoza brought out his own breakfast, sat at the table and ate quickly, then stopped suddenly.
Gabriel: Thank God for giving us food. Amen.
Fielding was sitting at the table eating, eating something spicy, grinning. Gabriel also had something spicy.
Fielding: Is it spicy?
Mindoza quickly picked up the earthen jar in front of him and poured water.
Gabriel, (coughing) Did El do it?
Mindoza: (coughing) It's me.
Gabriel: (coughing) You put all the dried chilies in it?
Fielding smiled and poured water from a crock pot.
Mindoza: I'm afraid it is. Sorry,...I...I was a soldier, not a cook.
Gabriel: Exactly.
Fielding: This is too bad.
Gabriel: The bread is not bad.
Fielding: Yes, the bread is pretty good.
Mindoza: Father, thank you for keeping me here.
Gabriel looked at Mindoza, looked down at the plate, and then looked up at Mindoza.
Gabriel: You should thank the Quilanians.
Mindoza: How do you thank you?
Gabriel took the first book from the pile of books on the table, put the second book on the table, and pushed it across the table. Mindoza took it.
daytime. Village in the forest. The three Indians ran towards the village in the woods, and the others followed.
Mindoza: (Voiceover) Although I am very religious and can move mountains and seas, but without love, I have nothing. Although I abandon everything and can burn myself to death, without love, I am worthless. Love has been suffering for a long time...
Mindoza sat on the bench and recited the Bible, and his figure was projected on the wall. The baby's little hand stroking the chin of the young Indian mother. She smiled.
Mindoza knelt by the tree. Young mother sitting on the stone with her baby on her knees. He took a thorn from her leg.
Mindoza: (Voiceover)... Kindness also suffers misfortune...
Small plantation. The Indians hoe the ground under the tree.
Mindoza: (Voiceover) Love is never jealous, never boastful, let alone arrogant or domineering.
Mindoza watched the Indian teenager sway in a hammock.
(While the following voice-over is in progress, you can hear the voice of an Indian teenager teaching Mindoza to learn Querani.) The
teenager’s heartfelt laugh. Mindoza sat in a hammock with the teenager, and a mother sat on the ground with three children.
Mindoza: (Voiceover) When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, and thought like a child...
night. Mindoza's small room. Under the candlelight, Mindoza read carefully.
Mindoza: (Voiceover) But once I grow up, I give up...
night. The window of Mindoza's den. Two young Indians were sitting outside the door. Through the thin curtains, Mindoza can be seen sitting in candlelight reading the Bible.
Mindoza: (Voiceover) All the good qualities of childhood, but now follow piety, hope...
daytime. River. The boy pierced the fish with a spear. Mindoza sat on the rocks on the shore and read.
Mindoza: (Voiceover)...and the rules of love, these three are indispensable, but the most important thing is love.
During the day, Mindoza's room. Mindoza sat under the light. Gabriel entered in a robe. Mindoza hurriedly stood up, and the two stood face to face in the center of the small room. Gabriel holds a document in his hand.
Gabriel: They have agreed. If you really want to be a Jesuit, you must accept my orders. Can you do it?
Mindoza: (Resolutely) It can be done, Father.
daytime. church. Gabriel walked into the church with Mindoza's arms around. Facing the altar, the two knelt down and crossed their chests to pray. Stand up, leave the altar, and walk towards the hall full of priests and Indians. Everyone stood up to salute. Mindoza knelt down in the middle of the hall.
Gabriel: Let us pray to God for brother Rodrigo, Christ, our God, and ask you to guide Pastor Ignatius to give up all the temptations of this world and accept labor and all kinds of insults.
Gabriel poured holy water on the boy's hand.
Gabriel: Now we ask your Almighty God to bless Rodrigo. We wholeheartedly welcome him to join our group.
The Indians were listening attentively.
Gabriel: I beg you to teach him to be a generous and selfless person...Teach him to work without remuneration. Teach him to serve others without asking for anything in return, in order to repay God's expectations of you.
Mindoza knelt in the middle of the crowd. Gabriel drew a cross on Mindoza's chest with holy water. The Indian teenager watched seriously. A smile appeared on Fielding's face.
Mindoza stood up and hugged Gabriel.
Gabriel: Brother, you are welcome back.
The pastors stood in a circle and applauded warmly. The old pastor walked forward and hugged Mindoza. Indian teenager high-five dance.
daytime. Residence of Altai Milano. The clerk was writing a letter to the Pope dictated by Artemirano.
Artemirano: It is easy to offend others to build such a young hall on the earth. Holy Majesty, you have been offended because it is likely to reduce the value of the heaven that is about to descend on every creature. The kings of Spain and Portugal were also offended because the rulers would never like the paradise of the poor. Likewise, the white residents here were offended. Therefore, all of this has become a heavy burden for me to take me to Southern America. In order to satisfy the Portuguese to expand the territory of the empire, to satisfy the inviolability of the interests of the Spanish residents, and to satisfy your holy majesty, so that the tyrants of Spain and Portugal no longer threaten the power of the church. Assure you that the Jesuits here will never betray you again.
daytime. The town of Asuncion. Two guards in uniform opened the door to the town. The informant riding the white horse was followed by a large carriage pulled by a black horse and walked to the other end of the street.
daytime. Cabeza residence. Cabeza looked at her image in the mirror, making faces. After turning around and leaving the mirror, he walked to a group of gorgeously dressed women in the hall.
Cabeza: (whispering) I have spent half my life waiting for Rome's order.
He bent over and hit the little boy who was sitting on the floor among the women.
Cabeza: Don't be fun!
Then turned to look at the Portuguese envoy Honta.
Cabeza: What time is it?
Hong Ta took out his pocket watch from his jacket pocket and looked at it carefully.
Hong Ta: Calm down. It was ten minutes away.
Kabeza raised his hands and walked hurriedly across the hall, sitting on a chair by the wall. The women all greeted him.
Cabeza; hahaha... let me take a good look at what the kids are doing. it is good!
daytime. Streets of Asuncion town. The reporter led the horse along the street. Someone in the carriage took out a handkerchief and covered his mouth, coughing. The Indian coachman unloaded two boxes. Many people are unloading their luggage. An official was counting his luggage with a booklet in his hand.
Official: ...39 pieces.
daytime. Luxurious residence. The two servants carried their luggage through the hall and entered the bedroom. Altai Milano wore a wig and dressed in a gorgeous costume. Sitting on a high-backed chair, he saw the servant and pointed his finger.
Artemirano: Please move there.
He stood up and approached Kabeza who entered the room.
Altai Milano: Are they Quilanes?
Cabeza: Yes, sir.
Altai Milano: Very unusual.
Cabeza: What?
Artemirano walked back and forth in the room, and then walked to the side of the wall table next to Honta playing with monkeys.
Altai Milano: It's hard to know what they are thinking. Mr. Honta, have you noticed?
Hongta: I found out, sir. When I came here for the first time, my impression was exactly the same as yours. Look at how beautiful this monkey is. On the streets of Lisbon, it must be able to sell for a lot of money.
Altai Milano: Yes. But she may not want to go up Lisbon Street.
Hong Ta: I'm afraid not, sir. Regarding missionary institutions, I think the pope and the kings of Spain and Portugal have the same views.
Honta said as he walked up to Altimirano. Artemirano quickly looked up at Honta.
Artemirano: (softly) Why are they inconsistent?
Cabeza: Let me tell you the truth, sir, the Jesuits are too powerful here.
Altai Milano: Indeed.
Artemirano walked to the table and sat down, facing Cabeza and Honta, and picked up the napkin.
Artemirano: Well, gentlemen, please forgive me.
Cabeza and Honta: Your Excellency.
After speaking, the two retreated. Artemirano
: By the way, gentlemen...
Cabeza and Honta stopped at the door and turned to look at Artemirano.
Artemirano: ...I myself was also a Jesuit.
He picked up the bottle and poured wine into the glass. Cabeza and Honta stood at the door, looked at each other, turned and walked out the door. The back of Artemirano appeared in the mirror.
Artemirano: (Voiceover) So, I came to...
day. courtyard. The corridor of the house was full of people, listening to an Indian teenager singing. The boy stood on the wooden platform, and the singing attracted everyone.
Artemirano: (Voiceover)...South America, but everything in Europe is always in my mind. Soon, I really realized that the strange world I came into was very complicated, and it was difficult to tell who was right and who was wrong.
Mindoza and Gabriel sat on the bench among the priests, listening to the youth singing.
Alta Milano was sitting on a high podium, with Spanish and Portuguese sitting on either side. Cabeza sat next to Altimira in a wig, listening casually to the boy's singing.
Artemirano; Mr. Cabeza, how can you say that this lovely child is an animal?
Cabeza: Your Excellency, because we can also tame a parrot and learn to sing.
The white people sitting next to him were snickering.
Altai Milano: Ah, yes. But we can't tame a parrot so that it can sing such a beautiful song.
Mindoza, Gabriel and the other priests were serious, watching everything in front of them.
Kabeza stood up, walked to the edge of the wooden platform where the young man was standing, grabbed the young man's hand, and pulled hard to his side. The young man knelt down on his knees.
Cabeza: Your Excellency, this is the son of the forest. An animal with a human voice. It is not a human being at all, just like an animal, it doesn't know how to be ashamed or shame.
Cabeza turned and pointed to a group of Indians.
Cabeza: These creatures are indulgent, hurtful, and dangerous.
He left the boy and walked in front of the Jesuits in the courtyard.
Cabeza: We should conquer them with swords and let them work under the whip. Everything they say is nonsense.
Cabeza's words caused a round of white applause. Gabriel stood up anxiously, looking at Artemirano with pleading eyes.
Gabriel: Your Excellency, I am Father Gabriel of the Missionary Agency of San Carlos. This boy is ours.
Artemirano: Where is the mission agency...?
Gabriel walked to the map on the wooden board next to the wall and pointed his finger at the location of San Carlos.
Gabriel: Here, sir, upstream of the waterfall, on Spanish territory.
Hongta: Oh, no. Father, that place was formerly under Spanish jurisdiction, but now it is Portuguese territory.
Gabriel: It's not bad. His Excellency came here to deal with it personally.
Cabeza: No, this is a national decision. It was a decision in the Madrid Treaty signed by His Majesty the Kings of Spain and Portugal.
Gabriel: But mission agencies are still protected by His Majesty the Pope.
Hongta: Oh, now! His Excellency came here to deal with that personally, Father Gabriel.
Gabriel turned away and looked at him in amazement. Mindoza and the Indian teenager sat together and watched everyone.
Artemirano: Go on, Father.
Gabriel left the map, walked to the boy on the wooden platform, touched the boy who was kneeling, and turned to face everyone.
Gabriel: Your Excellency, the forest downstream of the waterfall can be divided between West and Portugal if it has to be divided. You have agreed to this point. But in fact, in the forest above the waterfall, no one lives except the Quilanians. The forest still belongs only to God and the Quilanians. They are not animals. Like us, they also have souls.
There were two senior officials in the religious world sitting around Altai Milano. They are very interested in Gabriel's speech.
White people: What soul do they have! Kill the babies!
Gabriel hugged the singing boy and lifted him off the wooden platform. The boy hurried to the place where the Jesuits and Mindoza were sitting.
Gabriel: This is true. I can answer like this. But here, each of them can only raise one child. If a third is born, it must be killed immediately. This is not an animal's performance at all, but a necessary measure for human survival. Each of them can only raise one child. What do they live on? Rely on us. The most unfortunate people are dependent on the terrible slavery system.
Cabeza: What slavery, nonsense!
The white people clamored softly, waved the back of their hands, and supported Kabeza.
Anon: Your Excellency, yes, nonsense...
Gabriel: Everyone knows...
Cabeza: Nonsense! Your Excellency...
Gabriel: ... the slave trade.
Cabeza: Your Excellency! nonsense! nonsense! Your Mightiness!
There was chaos in the yard, shouting, and cursing one after another. The senior priest whispered instructions to the two clerks.
Artemirano: Quiet!
Cabeza: Your Excellency, there are no slaves in Spanish territory. What about slavery?
The Indian teenager next to Mindoza was playing with the little monkey silently. Pastors and Indians from other San Carlos missions were sitting behind them.
Cabeza: But slavery is allowed in our neighbor Portuguese. I think someone has misunderstood, right?
Gabriel stared at him, full of anger, clasped his arms in his hands, and said nothing.
Cabeza: But here, within the Spanish jurisdiction, we strictly abide by Spanish laws and the will of His Majesty the Pope.
Cabeza raised his hand in greeting, and then sat in a chair very arrogantly.
Mindoza sat on the bench and kept looking at everyone. The yard was quiet now, and he stood up slowly and vigorously.
Mindoza: That is a lie!
Mindoza's words stunned many people. Everyone stopped breathing and made no sound. Cabeza looked up, surprise and fear in his eyes. Gabriel crossed his arms and looked sideways at Mindoza.
Mindoza: That is a lie.
Cabeza suddenly stood up from his chair, domineering and arrogant.
Cabeza: I can't and I don't want to accept the challenge of a monk. His mysterious clothes will protect him.
Mindoza fingered Kabeza, her voice hurried.
Mindoza: My mysterious clothes can only protect you!
Cabeza: In the name of the king's representative, I order you to apologize immediately! I want you to apologize now. Hate! I will never tolerate it.
He took off the white wig from the top of his head, revealing his shiny bald head. Gabriel stood in front of the map, motionless. Kabeza strode hurriedly to Hongta and pulled him into the house.
Hongta: Your Excellency... I think this is a good example of the Jesuits fighting for power.
Artemirano: Are you a member of your mission agency? Father Gabriel?
Gabriel: Yes.
Artemirano: Please follow me.
daytime. Stairs to the hall. Cabeza and Honta talked and climbed the stairs.
Hong Ta: Great!
Cabeza: What?
Hong Ta: We just want him to see how the Jesuits lose their temper!
Cabeza: What do you mean?
Hong Ta: Please be patient. All we need now is to wait patiently. He knows what to do.
daytime. Inside the room. The room is quiet. Artemirano's fingers tapped the snare drum lightly. Gabriel stood nervously. Altimirano stood in front of the window, watching a running horse run past the window, turned and walked to Mindoza.
Artemirano: You should apologize to His Excellency Mr. Cabezza.
Kodoza: But sir, what he said is really wrong.
Artemi Cino: Be quiet! You have to apologize! now go!
Mindoza walked out of the room, very calm, and went down the stairs. There was a teenager waiting for him below.
Artemirano: What did he do before joining the Jesuits?
Gabriel: Mercenary, slave trader, sir.
Altamirano was sullen, pacing back and forth in the room.
Artemirano: Will he apologize?
Gary Bull: He will.
Altamirano looked out the window, turned and walked over to the chair to sit down.
Gabriel: (hesitatingly) Your Excellency, you should know that the Spaniards also have slaves here. They were bought from the Portuguese.
Artemirano: Mr. Cabeza...acquiesce in this matter?
Gabriel: Yes, and profit from it. Mr. Cabeza wants the Portuguese to possess all missionary institutions. why? Because the mission agency is the only refuge for the Quilani Indians. Without our help and protection, the Spanish Constitution cannot help the Indians to avoid the exploitation and oppression of slavery at all. Now they are very willing to accept our protection.
Altai Milano: Is this true?
Gabriel: If you don't believe it, ask them to go. Ask the Quilanians... Ninety percent of what they harvest is owned by the collective for their future life.
Artemirano: Father Gabriel... Where do you think is the main conflict here?
Gabriel: (Pause) I think the main conflict lies in the question of what God's mission is.
Altai Milano: Not right. The main conflict manifests itself in the different reflections of the power of the Jesuits in Europe and here. Let me tell you, Father Gabriel, European palaces are large forests. In contrast, your forests are just delicate gardens.
Father Gabriel: But sir, what does it matter to us?
Gabriel and Artemirano looked embarrassed and were silent. Gabriel turned around to look at Altemirano.
Artemirano: Thank you.
He opened the "Bible" on his knees, and Gabriel got up and walked out of the room.
daytime. corridor. Standing Mindoza looked around, said as he walked, and walked towards Gabriel.
Mindoza: But why do I have to sigh? Why?
Gabriel: Because this is my order.
Mindoza: Why? That is a lie.
Gabriel: Whatever it is, I order you to apologize.
Mindoza: Mr. Cabeza hates the Jesuits and the Indians. He is cruel and ruthless. The Portuguese are cruel and ruthless... Haven't you seen this yet?
Gabriel: Of course I can see it.
Mindoza: Then why do I have to apologize?
Gabriel: Because... Then what better reason do we have? We only have to accept the order...a person who had just converted to a religion insulted them in public. You have to apologize. Otherwise you are not a Jesuit.
palace. daytime. The rain ran down the trough.
church. daytime. The rain poured out the empty pulpit. Thunder bursts, coming from a distance. Gabriel and Quilani stood in front of the window.
The hall, during the day. Artemirano stepped into the hall and sat in his seat. Mindoza and Gabriel stood, facing the crowd sitting in the hall, Altimirano turned his head to look around, then nodded. Mindoza steadily stepped a few steps to the left and knelt on the ground.
Mindoza: Your Excellency, following the order of God, I submissively ask Mr. Cabeza to forgive me for my presumption and rudeness.
Cabeza: Then... I accept. why not? I said,...I cannot accept the challenge of a monk.
After speaking, he turned to look at the white man behind him. They all started laughing.
Mindoza: Indeed. It was this sentence that aroused my rudeness... and it became more and more powerful. Please forgive me more generously.
Mindoza: (Facing Altemirano) Your Excellency, I ask for your forgiveness. I ask for your forgiveness. I ask my brothers for forgiveness. (Facing Gabriel) I beg your forgiveness...
Gabriel stood, looking down at the young Quilani beside him. The boy spoke to him in Querani.
Mindoza: ...because I insulted him.
Artemirano: Thank you, so there will be nothing wrong.
Mindoza lowered his head and walked away, and Gabriel put one hand on Quilani's shoulder and walked away.
Hong Ta: Ah, this is the most exciting scene, sir...
Looking around, Hong Sheng laughed.
Hongta: Now, can you tell us your attitude towards the transfer of missionary authority?
Cabeza: Of course you can.
Artemirano: Of course, this is the first thing I think about when I get here... But I think... You can't make a rash decision without inspecting the mission agencies. There are many missions that I should inspect. I have decided to inspect the earliest missionary establishment of Saint Miguel.
daytime. Great missionary institution. Artemirano and Gabriel led a group of people walking in the woods.
Artemirano: (Voiceover, dictating the letter to the Pope to the clerk): Your Majesty, in order to save the body, the surgeon often had to amputate the sick limbs of the patient, but the arm I had to cut when I came to South America was so beautiful , So strong.
daytime. The Great Mission Church. Two Jesuits stood in front of the church, welcoming a group of people approaching. Gabriel hugged one of them, and Altimrano shook hands with the other. When Gabriel hugged the other, Altamilano had already begun to move forward.
church. daytime.
As soon as Altai Milano entered the spacious and bright church, he was attracted by the chorus of Indian chants. He stopped, looked at the Indian men, women, and children standing around him, thinking about it before moving on. He walked through the hall and walked towards the altar with a smile on his face.
forest. daytime. The Indians were working, using pulleys to transport agricultural products to the slopes. Altai Milano rode on the top of the hill. Gabriel was behind him. Cabeza and Honta also rode horses. Mindoza stood in front of them.
Altai Milano: Very touching!
Cabeza: We may have overlooked something. I think this manor is exactly the same as mine.
Gabriel heard this, very uncomfortable, and pointed to the Indian who was working.
Gabriel: That's different. This manor belongs to them.
Mindoza: Your Excellency...
After that, Mindoza left everyone and greeted an Indian who was leading a mule to pull goods. When Mindoza tried to pull him over, he was refused. The two pushed, pushed and pulled.
Mindoza: This is another difference...
He lifted the Indian clothes to reveal his back.
Mindoza: An escaped slave. It was bought by the Spanish from slave traders.
He pulled down the Indian coat and patted him on the shoulder.
Alta Milano: I see... Is that legal?
Cabeza: Is it the law of trade that supply meets demand?
Gabriel: It is also the law of the soul!
Cabeza: How can the scar on his back compare to the treatment you gave them? ...Hell-like torture? Imprison the soul? Please think twice.
Artemirano: Father, we continue to inspect.
Woodworking workshop. daytime. The Indians are making violins. The workshop is busy, timber, semi-finished violins, and unpainted violins. Gabriel accompanies Altemirano slowly in the workshop. Artemirano picked up the three sections of the oboe from a workbench, and then took them up, very satisfied, smiling and nodding with the Indian entertainer beside him.
Street. daytime. Altai Milano, accompanied by Father Ibe, walked around the street.
workshop. daytime. The Indians smoothed the yellow mud with both hands on the model, preparing to burn it into pottery. Altimirano, Gabriel and Father Ibe stood watching.
Street. daytime. Alta Milano and his party walked down the street with the Quilani teenager.
Altai Milano: What was your income last year?
Ibe: One hundred and twenty thousand escudos.
Alta Milano: How was it distributed?
Yibei: Evenly distributed. This is a collective.
Altai Milano: Ah, yes, yes! A radical organization in France once said this.
Ibe: Your Excellency... This is one of the early Christian doctrines.
Artemirano: Yes, I am very satisfied with your achievements, Father.
Ebe: Then will we be saved?
Artemirano: I hope so, Father.
Cabeza's room. daytime. Cabeza walked back and forth in the room, and walked to the seated Altamilano.
Altai Milano: The Portuguese royal family is not religious, but you and I are both Christian Catholics, and your king is also Catholic.
Hongta: Oh, sir. My king is also a Catholic.
Artemirano: You loyally sell your land to serve the Marquis of Laubal. He hates the church. Unfortunately, he still controls your king. I suggest you join me in discouraging the king of your country to temporarily postpone the transfer of missionary authority until the Portuguese guarantee their lives. I want to do everything in order to enter heaven in the future. This is the will of the benevolent savior.
Cabeza: In my opinion... With loyalty to God in mind, I said that everything the missionary agency does is the devil's work. They teach... looting property. For their own benefit, they did not accept the king's rule.
Artemirano: Please don't forget, Mr. Cabezza, the most important thing for the Jesuits is to obey orders.
Cabeza: Then let them comply. Go tell him, sir.
Artemirano stood up and walked out of the room.
Great missionary institution. daytime. A herd of cattle walked slowly in the field. Hongta was walking beside the cattle. Artemirano stood in the shadow of the tree and looked at him.
Hongta: Your Excellency... Did you bother you?
After all, he took a note from his pocket.
Honta: I'm afraid, I got bad news from the Marquis of Pombal.
Artemirano took the note, glanced at it, and dropped his hand.
Hongta: I can only express my personal regret to you.
He looked around. A group of Indians passed by on mules loaded with cargo.
Hong Ta: He is determined to eliminate the power of the church. The commercial competitiveness of your Christian organization is too great.
Altai Milano: Yes. Quite prosperous. Is it because of this that you are trying to seize it?
Hongta: Our country's attitude towards this is to make you a decent failure. Now he can only fail. This is how a trading country like ours will answer you.
Altamirano was speechless, and reluctantly put the note in his pocket.
Hong Ta: You don't want to watch it?
Artemirano: There is no need to know its content.
Hong Ta: What will you do then?
Artemirano: Acting with his own conscience. What else is there?
Church, night. The church is quiet. The candle light shines on the crucified Jesus on the gloomy cross. Altai Milano sat alone in the darkness, facing the altar. Not moving.
Street. night. The bonfire was burning with crackling noises. The Indian teenagers were carefree around the campfire. Gabriel walked over alone along the street, standing behind the teenagers, watching the burning and jumping flames.
Mindoza: He has been sitting there for five hours.
When Gabriel heard this, he turned to join Mindoza and walked to the church with a burning candle in his hand. Father Ibe followed them.
church. night. Gabriel appeared at the door, walked to the altar, folded his hands. Stopped in front of the altar, bowed, begging for God's blessing, and then spoke softly to Altamilano behind him.
Gabriel: Come with us to the San Carlos Missionary Agency. Here we are all uneasy. In San Carlos, our prayers will be fulfilled. God will save us and give us infinite strength and courage.
River. daytime. In the morning, the river was misty. There are dense jungles on both sides of the strait, and birds sing.
Several small boats rowed on the river. The Indians rowed. Altai Milano was very excited while sitting in the boat watching the scenery along the coast wearing a sun hat.
Altai Milano: the real paradise of Eden.
Mindoza and Fielding were paddling on another small boat. When the Quilani boy was paddling, he looked up at everyone with a smile on his face. His smile infected everyone.
The sacred chorus permeated the entire missionary institution. Indian men, women, and children were singing very solemnly in front of the houses on both sides of the bank and on the bridge, while waving their arms to welcome the boat drifting down from the upper reaches.
Yiye Xiaozhou passes through the bridge one by one. The singing continued. Gabriel stood on the boat in Altimira and waved to the Indians on both sides of the strait. Mindoza and Fielding also sat on the boat and waved to both sides of the strait.
The boat docked on the shore. Alta Milano and others...After going ashore, they walked onto the small bridge surrounded by Indians.
The Indians happily played the flute, danced, and surrounded the group of people such as Altemirano. The solemn and sacred chorus continued.
Street. daytime. A group of people including Altimirano, Gabriel, Mindoza and the Indian chief walked on the street. On both sides are welcoming crowds.
Artemirano: Do you know that in Europe, the royal families of all countries want to weaken the authority of the church. I know that they are still very difficult to do at this stage, but they have to weaken the colonies in other parts of the world and finally eliminate the church power. I'm afraid I can't help you much here. The destiny of the Indians cannot be chosen by themselves, God has arranged it a long time ago.
The Indian chief spoke to Altamilano in Querani.
Gabriel: He said they don't understand what you mean.
The Indian chief once again spoke to Altemirano in Querani.
Gabriel: They ask you to speak more clearly. What do you want them to do?
Artemirano: Let them leave the missionary agency.
Missionary agency. daytime. A long table in the room was full of people. Altai Milano is at one end. On the left is Gabriel, and other Jesuits are sitting opposite him. The Indian sits at the other end of the long table.
Gabriel talked with Indians in Querani.
The Indian chief watched Altemirano speak to him in Querani. Gabriel looked up at him, then turned his gaze to Artemirano.
Gabriel: They said they didn't want to leave the mission agency. Missionary institutions are their home.
Artemirano: They must learn how to obey God's will. tell them.
Gabriel turned to the Indian chief and spoke in Querani.
The Indian Cloverling replied. When Gabriel was about to translate, another Indian spoke in Querani first.
Gabriel: They said that it was God's will for them to go out of the forest and establish missionary institutions. ...They don't understand now why God has changed his mind again.
Artemirano: I don't want to know God's reason.
The Indians answered and argued in native language. They were very excited and waved their arms.
Gabriel: How does he... how do you know God's will?
After the noisy Indians finished speaking, the steady Indian chief began to speak.
Gabriel: He doesn't believe you are speaking on behalf of God. He said that you are speaking for them on the side of the Portuguese.
Artemirano: I personally do not speak for God, but I speak for the church. The church is God's mouthpiece on earth.
Gabriel immediately interpreted for the Indians after listening, but the Indian chief interrupted him.
Gabriel: He said, why don't you talk to the King of Portugal?
Artemirano: I have already told the King of Portugal. But he didn't listen.
The Indian chief yelled loudly in Querani.
Gabriel: He said he was also a king. He didn't want to listen.
The Indian leader stood up, yelled loudly in Querani, and walked away.
Gabriel: He said that they were wrong and shouldn't believe us at all. They want to fight.
Mindoza lowered his head at this time, then slowly raised it.
Artemirano: Then you have to persuade them not to fight.
Gabriel: (shakes his head) I can't persuade you to fight for them.
Artemirano: If they want to fight, none of you can encourage them to do so. Tomorrow you will all come back to Asuncion with me. If there is any violation, deal with it immediately.
River. evening. Gabriel accompanied Altemirano to stand by the wide river to watch the Indians swimming and frolicking in the flowing water.
Altai Milano: Why do they fight? Why can't you go back to the forest?
Gabriel: Because this is their home. Did you forget that this was your decision?
Altai Milano: Of course I did not forget.
Gabriel: Why are you here, sir?
Artemirano: In order to persuade you not to resist the transfer of the jurisdiction of mission agencies.
They talked as they walked. Artemirano took a note from his pocket and gave it to Gabriel.
Artemirano: If the Jesuits resist the Portuguese, then Portugal will abolish the Jesuits, and then Spain, France, Italy, who knows? If you want everyone to survive, you must sacrifice the missionary institutions here.
When they walked to the square in front of the church, two Indian children walked over, Gabriel stooped to pick one up, and talked to him in Querani.
Altai Milano: What did they say?
Gabriel: They said they didn't want to go back to the forest. There is a devil there. They are willing to live here.
Artemirano: What are you talking about?
Gabriel: I said to be with them.
After speaking, he turned and left, holding the child in his arms. Another little boy followed him. Artemirano stood on the spot, watching them leave the distance.
The deep pool at the bottom of the waterfall. daytime. An empty boat is rippling on the water. A rope is tied to the stone. The Indian boy emerged from the bottom of the water, put Mindoza's long sword into the boat, and then climbed his body into the boat. The young man sat in the boat, drew out his sword, and took a look. The surface of the sword was covered with rust spots. The Indian teenager began to wipe.
The river beach is covered with rocks of all sizes. The Indian teenager sits on a stone and wipes his sword.
Mindoza's room. daytime. Mindoza was lying on the cot with the Bible in both hands and covering his chest, staring at the roof.
The Indian teenager entered the room. With the sword in one hand, he walked to the bed and silently handed the sword to Mindoza.
Mindoza looked at Jianfeng in front of him, sat up, looked at Jianfeng again, and looked up at the young man. After a while, he took the long sword and lay on the bed. The boy sat on the other end of the bed with his back to Mindoza.
Forest gap. daytime. Mindoza brandished a long sword on the rock. The Indian teenager was sitting on the rock next to him and tied a spearhead with a rope. Mindoza cut off a branch with a hard right hand.
Missionary agency. daytime. Mindoza sat with a group of Indians on the steps in front of the house, talking in Querani.
Gabriel's room. daytime. Gabriel sat on the bed alone, meditating. Mindoza looked in from outside the curtain, raised the curtain, and walked in.
Mindoza: I want to abolish the vow I made to obey the order.
Gabriel: Get out!
Mindoza stood at the door. I want to talk and stop.
Gabriel: Get out. I don't want to hear anything from you, are you the only one?
Mindoza: No... yes... and Rolf and John Fielding.
Gabriel: What are you going to do, Captain? A glorious death?
Mindoza: They want to survive, Father. They said that God had left them and went away. He has abandoned them. is not it?
Gabriel: You shouldn't be a Jesuit pastor at all.
Mindoza: But I am a pastor now, they need me very much.
Gabriel: Then you should do the duty of a pastor to help them. If you die with blood and hands, Rodrigo, you have betrayed everything we created. You have pledged to dedicate everything to God... God is love.
carriage. daytime. Artemirano, Cabeza, and Honta were sitting in a fast-moving carriage.
A courtyard in the town of Asuncion. After the carriage entered, it stopped. The servants jumped out of the car from behind and opened the side door. Cabeza and Honta stepped out of the carriage one after another, while Altamirano was still sitting in the carriage.
The priest and other clergy greeted them in Latin. Soldiers in the distance dragged the cannon. The Indians also kept walking with spears in their hands.
Great missionary institution. daytime. Large piles of daily necessities were drenched in the torrential rain. An Indian teenager jumped over the railing, fled forward, and was caught by the soldiers who appeared. Drag to the side. In the middle of the courtyard, another soldier armed with a gun forced a Jesuit to take off his robe and stand naked in the rain. Several soldiers escorted the children out of the courtyard. Soldiers escorted a group of women and children out of the church and into the rain. An Indian mother walks in the rain with her baby. The babies were crying with their mouths open, naked and young bodies lying in the mud, their limbs stretched and flexed in despair.
Gabriel’s missionary agency. daytime. The Indians are very busy. Someone cut the tree with a knife. Someone was holding a bunch of arrows. Someone is digging for the heart of the tree. Mindoza and an Indian saw a large tree. Fielding was cutting wood. One installed a piece of wood together to form the barrel of a cannon.
church. daytime. Gabriel sat on the stool under the clock tower, his chin in his hands. Several Indians came over and sat quietly beside him, looking straight ahead.
The river downstream of the waterfall. daytime. A group of soldiers dragged the cannon. Another group of soldiers hauled a small boat up the hillside. The Indians walked around to help the soldiers. The Portuguese officer commanded from the side.
Portuguese military barracks. night. A Portuguese soldier sleeps in a hammock. Some soldiers lay sleeping on the rocks. The sentry sat on the rock by the river and looked at the rolling water, with a spear between his knees.
Mindoza, Fielding, and the two Quillanis swam gently toward the shore from the water near the waterfall. The vast waterfall became their natural guard. After going ashore, they climbed over the boat quietly. Mindoza was holding a short knife and crawling quickly.
Climbing near the hammock, Mindoza stopped, picked up the small barrel and passed it to the Indians behind him.
The sentry at the moment turned around to look on the shore, only to see two soldiers asleep beside the extinguished bonfire.
Fielding climbed on the pile of spears and looked up cautiously. Mindoza squatted beside the hammock and looked up. The sentry turned around again and looked around. He didn't notice any movement, so he turned to look at the running water.
The Indians and Mindoza continued to pass the small barrels. Mindoza glanced at the Portuguese soldier on the hammock. When he was about to take the pistol on the small wooden barrel, the Portuguese soldier sat up and grabbed the Indian. Mindoza stood up, covered the soldier's mouth with his hand, and the Indian pressed him into the hammock. Mindoza swung his sword hard. The soldier struggled for a while and didn't move anymore.
Fielding is holding the spear: Observe the surroundings.
Portuguese military barracks. daytime. The sentry was still sitting on the rock by the river.
The Portuguese officer shouted not far from him.
Officer: The sentry...Did you set the sentry last night?
The Portuguese officers and men kept walking back and forth in the camp. The sentry jumped off the stone and walked between the soldiers and the ordnance.
Officer: Go there and have a look. They stole three long guns, powder kegs and pistols, not knowing what else they stole.
The officer said as he walked towards the boat, and when he passed the hammock, he glanced at the dead officer.
Under the small bridge, Mindoza buckled the pistol machine plate with a rope, and then aimed the pistol at the placed gunpowder cask. Then he climbed ashore with a long rope.
The waterfall is wide and the white foam splashes, making a thrilling noise. Portuguese soldiers climbed the cliff. The soldiers lifted the boat with a rope. The soldier pulled the rope and climbed to the top of the cliff.
Forest. daytime. The Indian teenager climbed a ladder to the tree, and through the dense woods, he saw Portuguese soldiers climbing the mountain. The teenager stood on the platform among the branches and waved to the ground. An Indian appeared among the trees, loo
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