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It's my fault.

You know that.

It's my fault.

You know that.

I killed them.

It's my fault.

He's been like that

since Celia died.

I'm afraid of being

alone with him.

Open, Father.

Don't leave us alone.

Talk to me!

It's me, Aureliano.

What's wrong?

I was mistaken.

We made it wrong.

We must build it again.

This wall? What else?

What else?!

This will never end.

Father, please.

He won't stop

until he buries us all.

- Get out.

- Leave me.

You're not escaping

like that.

You want to leave?

Let's go.

Leave me!

Get up.

- My dad?

- He's chosen.

You wanted a sign

to feel at ease?

There's your sign.

God doesn't punish.

God forgives.

Thank you, Lord,

for showing your mercy.

Micaela and Aureliano.

LAS:

FORGIVENESS:

THAT DOESN'T COME

No, no!

Let go of me!

You're hurting me!

"Damn him who disregards

his mother and father...

...and the whole town

will say Amen.

Damn him who sleeps

with his sister.

Daughter of his mother

or his father. "

- Where's Micaela?

- "The whole town says Amen. "

"Damn him who doesn't

follow this law...

...or practices it.

The whole town says Amen.

Damn him who disregards

his mother and father...

...and the whole town

will say Amen.

Damn him who sleeps

with his sister. "

Don't lock me up again.

"And the whole town

will say Amen.

Damn him who doesn't

follow this law... "

It's best if you don't eat.

Hopefully that'll

calm you down.

You won't achieve

anything that way.

I won't say sorry.

I only have

to answer to God.

The Lord doesn't come...

...because you and Micaela

live in sin.

How do you expect God

to forgive us?

Repent.

I'm sorry.

We have to rebuild

the church wall.

Help me, Aureliano.

Everything will be better.

Micaela?

It's me.

What is it?

Are you all right?

Is he letting us out?

Yes, if you repent.

You just have

to say you're sorry.

What?

I already repented.

What we did was wrong.

It was a sin.

Help her.

I can't anymore.

What's wrong?

Did you cut yourself?

Get me out of here.

Cover me.

You come to see my son?

No.

I just want water.

Here. For the road.

Go with God.

Dear God, forgive

your follower...

...who lived and died

in a mistake.

His sons, Genaro and

Aureliano, survived.

Rest in peace, Elias,

wherever you are.

Commending ourselves

to God...

...we finally finished

the church.

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