Rosa, I saw Saint Sebastian.
He said a miracle will save the world.
Many people were following all singing and praying.
Nobody believes me.
But I saw him!
He looked deep into my eyes.
It's a miracle, Rosa, a miracle.
Rosa, on Saturday I'll go to market.
Divide the cattle with Moraes.
Maybe I can sell two cows...
and buy a piece of land from him.
If it works out we can plant something...
to harvest next year.
It's no use.
I don't know, we've got to try.
Heaven might send us a miracle.
Yes, Rosa, maybe there'll be a miracle.
- Morning, Boss. - Good Morning.
The cows are here, but four of them are dead.
Did they drink water from the North well?
Yes sir, it was the only place.
They were bitten by snakes.
I brought twelve cows.
Maybe we could split the loss.
There's nothing to split, the dead cows were all yours.
But Mr. Moraes the cows had your brand on them.
They couldn't be mine. I'm a poor man.
It was an accident, but it's true.
The snakes bit your cows.
Don't argue! The law is on my side.
Excuse me, Mr. Moraes but what law?
- Are you arguing with me? - No, sir.
But what's this law which doesn't protect what's mine?
I've already told you , you're entitled to nothing.
But Mr. Moraes...
- You can't take what's mine. - Are you calling me a thief?
You yourself are doing so!
My son, your mother is dead.
not by God's hand.
By a mercenary's gun during...
a fight in the backlands.
I knew it, Rosa.
You didn't believe me...
but it was the hand of God led me to the Devil.
We'll have to go to Monte Santo...
and ask for St. Sebastian's protection.
Come on now...
we've nothing to take with us but our destiny.
Was Don Pedro Alvares Cabral discovered Brazil.
He had his cavalry built of stone and blood.
This pilgrimage to Monte Santo...
will open the gates of Heaven...
to the bodies and souls of the innocent.
I have walked from village to village...
telling everyone fire will sprout from the rocks...
to burn the world.
The lords of this land...
the authorities and the farmers...
they all said I was lying...
and that the sun would be to blame for this disaster.
Last year I said we'd have 100 days without rain...
and we had them!
Now I tell you...
On the other side of this holy mountain...
there is a bountiful land.
The horses eat flowers.
Children drink milk out of the rivers.
And rocks turn into bread.
Dust becomes flour.
There's water and food, the abundance of Heaven.
And every day when the sun rises...
Jesus Christ and the Virgin can be seen...
and Saint George. And my Saint Sebastian...
his chest bristling with arrows.
We must show the authorities...
the power and force of the Saint.
They removed Dom Pedro from his throne,
and now try to kill those who love the Emperor.
But those who wish to save their souls...
must follow me from now on...
until the day when God's sign appears in the sky.
A hundred angels with their swords of fire,
shall come to herald our departure,
and open our way through the darkness of the backlands.
The land will become the sea and the sea the land.
A man shouldn't be another man's slave.
He must leave the land that doesn't belong to him,
so that he can reach the fields of Heaven.
The poor will be rich...
and will sit on the right side of God.
The rich will be poor
and stand on the left side of the Devil.
We shall not be alone, because the Lord has sent down
warring angel, to cut out the heads of our enemies.
I'm condemned but have courage.
I give my strength to my Saint so he can free my people.
The Lord be praised.
Do you still remember me?
I don't remember anything.
Neither the night nor the day.
We lived together.
Back on the farm.
We've been here in Monte Santo for a long time.
You're following Sebastian and you left me behind.
I have to be alone to reach the Sacred Island.
I must leave behind wife and children.
We'll stay one year in Monte Santo...
waiting for the rain of gold.
Then we'll go to an island in the middle of the sea...
and we'll let the fire from the sky burn this...
Republic of disgrace, once and for all.
The Island doesn't exist.
We have it inside our souls.
If it doesn't exist...
why must we search for it all our lives?
You have come to be my strength in peace and war.
You must fight for me.
The Island doesn't exist. Yes it does.
I saw it at the bottom of the river.
Sebastian said the island doesn't exist...
and that we must live in pain.
I was behind you. I heard.
You're lying.
You and all the others are faithless and damned...
but I'm going to survive and be king.
My cattle will graze in a green pasture.
That's a dream.
The earth is dry and will never bear any fruit.
Why must you be sick with hope?
Let us leave this place and make a living elsewhere...
before the Army arrives...
and does the same as they did in Canudos...
killing men, women and children.
If there is a war...
I'll fight a thousand soldiers with Saint George's spear.
If the people of Santo die, I'll create the island.
You shall die. I shall die.
No one will escape.
Fate is greater than death.
There's gold in the sea beyond.
Rocks turn into bread, and horses eat flowers.
You walk in the dark.
Lost in this dry world
Under no God or Devil
There goes Antonio das Mortes
The killer of the 'cangaceiro' highwaymen.
Since Sebastian came, the church has earned nothing...
from christenings and weddings.
Sebastian is dangerous to both farmers...
and the church.
The Government doesn't help us.
I always said we have two laws here:
The Government law, and the law of the bullet.
I never won an election through votes.
If the strong don't unite, they'll destroy everything.
To kill a 'cangaceiro' is dangerous, but it's easy.
We all remember Canudos.
The troops came to fight Conselheiro.
We all thought it'd be child's play...
and look what happened.
We mustn't let Sebastian become another Conselheiro.
Personally, I'm not afraid of wars.
I've always lived with them.
But you know it's dangerous to interfere in holy matters.
Sebastian is a nenemy of the church.
But the people around him are Christians.
I haven't seen for myself...
but apparently he can work miracles.
Well now.
Only you can do it.
We'll give you 300 contos to rid us of the beatified.
Christ drove moneylenders out of His temple with a whip.
The example is in the Gospel.
So, Antonio? Do you accept?
300 Contos. It's a lot of money.
It's a small price to pay to get into Hell.
The priest thinks Sebastian has a pact with the devil.
But I think he has a pact with God, too.
Then you must leave here.
Buy a farm, and live in peace for the rest of your life.
This is your penitence, Antonio.
It is only when you commit a great crime...
that you may be forgiven for the crimes you committed.
600 contos.
That's twice what they offered you before.
Tell them they can live in peace.
Sebastian is finished.
From here I can see the sea, and then the Promised Land.
God separated the earth from the sky.
But he was wrong.
When I put them back together...
the island will be visible to all.
There will be happiness, Rosa.
After the backlands, the sea!
You must choose.
Go down there.
Bring your wife and a child.
Only after Rosa's soul is washed, will you be clean.
To govern the island, to govern the island.
My wife has the devil in her!
Tomorrow golden rain will fall.
The land will become the sea...
and the sea will become the land!
When we get to the island...
we'll clean the souls of the sinners...
with the blood of the innocent.