For Greater Glory: The True Story of Cristiada Page #2

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You're a good sweeper, Jose,

but I think you'd be a better altar boy.

Well done.

I'm proud of you.

[ kiss ]

[ chanting in Spanish ]

What did I tell you?

[ chanting outside ]

You cannot be soft with these people.

They confuse reason with weakness.

I showed restraint.

What did they do?

Become more rebellious,

more insolent.

The purpose of this boycott

is very evident.

They want to wreck the economy

and bring our government down.

[ overlapping conversations ]

Congress rejected the petition.

There will be no stopping

the uprisings now.

The boycott is working.

They're afraid, and it's showing.

It's not easy.

We have thousands of supporters

all over the country.

We can do this.

So, I tried.

Followed your advice.

Did not work.

So now, the next message I send

will be unmistakably clear.

Alto ya!

Vamos!

Ya!

Vamos ya!

Aydanos!

Ms duro!

[ yelling ]

Saquen los nios!

Sangre de Cristo!

[ gunfire, yelling ]

No! No! Stop it! No!

[ gunfire ]

[ yelling fades ]

[ footsteps ]

Thank God, Adriana.

You're so lucky.

They thought you were dead.

Calles is a monster.

I know.

We must find another

peaceful solution.

Anacleto, the armed conflict

has already begun.

I say we support the rebellion.

They'll need food, medicine.

And ammunition.

We can support them

with communication and funds...

[ murmuring ]

but we will not fight.

I kneel the first time.

Ring.

[ rings bell ]

Then when I bring the Host up here,

ring the bell.

[ rings bell ]

And then I go down again.

Right?

[ sighs ] Finally.

He's teaching me to be an altar boy.

You?

I thought you were being punished.

Hmm.

Don Enrique, we have a problem

with milling machine four.

Grab those there.

Ay.

[ laughs ]

Beautiful.

Look at this.

Charles Lindbergh

crosses the Atlantic solo.

Me? I am here,

going mad surrounded by pink soap.

You have a beautiful family

and enough memories of battle

to last a lifetime.

Memories.

You live in your memories,

you're already dead.

GIRL:
I saw you at the church.

Are you a gardener now?

JOSE:
Maybe an altar boy.

Really?

Marilena!

I'll see you later.

[ bell tolling ]

[ horse neighs ]

[ galloping hoofbeats ]

The federales are coming!

They're coming!

[ overlapping chatter ]

Padre, the federal soldiers are coming.

You must hide.

Hide? I'm too old to hide.

Please, Father, come with me.

You can hide at our house.

Would I hide from God?

This is my home.

I'm safe here, Joselito.

Jose, who are you

if you don't stand up

for what you believe?

There is no greater glory

than to give your life for Christ.

Now...

go.

Please, Father.

Go, and run fast.

God bless you.

[ overlapping chatter ]

[ door crashes open ]

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