The Little Hours

Where were you during Lauds? Why did you miss Lauds?

She got out last night, and I had to find her.

Took me all morning.

- She got out again? - Yeah.

Do you think she's getting through the gate?

You think she could get through the gate?

I should check the gates.

Or maybe she got through the wall.

How would she get through the wall, though?

I don't know. Why do you care about the donkey so much?

Just doesn't make any sense.

Why are you wearing your black habit? It's spring.

Because it was dark when I left,

and it was the closest thing to me, so I grabbed it.

I'm gonna change.

Why are you asking me so many questions?

Beautiful morning, Sisters.

- Hey, don't fucking talk to us! - Fucking creep.

- I told you to never talk to us, you piece of shit! - How dare you, fuckers!

Get the fuck out of here!

Blessed art thou, O Lord. Teach me to know thy will.

By these lips, let the awards thou makest ever be recorded.

Blithely, as one that has found great possessions,

I follow thy decrees.

Bethinking me still of the charge thou givest,

I will mark thy footsteps.

Be thy covenant ever my delight,

thy words kept in memory.

Christ the Lord was tempted and suffered for us.

Come, let us adore him.

So, why weren't you at Lauds this morning?

Because the donkey escaped in the woods, and I had to catch her.

The donkey escaped again?

Yeah. I think she got through the gate.

She got through the gate.

- All right. Well... - But I'll make sure it doesn't happen again.

Okay, good. I'll tell Father Tommasso.

What's going on with Sister Alessandra?

She's been so out of it.

I don't know. Her dad's probably visiting or something.

Again?

Yeah. She's fucking delusional.

Yeah. She's so delusional.

She's pathetic.

Just because your dad gives money to the convent,

doesn't mean you're gonna get everything you want.

Yeah.

I walked in on her the other day,

and she was literally just staring out the window

for, like, 10 minutes, not moving.

Really?

She's probably, like, daydreaming about some guy

that's gonna magically come and take her away from here.

It's like, "Good luck."

I know.

So, what was Mother Marea saying to you earlier?

Nothing. Mind your own fucking business.

Okay.

But I'll do that, yeah.

I can sweep it if you want me to.

For some reason, it keeps getting unorganized,

and I'm not really sure who's doing that.

Okay, yes, maybe you could sweep the cellar,

because that's very dusty, you know.

That's the cellar and the altar.

I can organize all the incense,

because, for some reason, it keeps getting all messed up,

and I'm not really sure who's doing that.

But also, Mother, there's something else you should know.

Yes?

Last night at dinner...

- Mmm-hmm. - I saw Sister Latizia take two portions.

I don't know. Maybe you're not counting,

so maybe it doesn't matter.

Just in case you are, it was Sister Latizia.

I don't think you should be concerning yourself

with the amount somebody is eating.

We all require different amounts of food.

I know that some days I need more food, some days less...

So, watching me eat so carefully,

that would make me uncomfortable.

So I don't think you should be bothering yourself with that.

Yes, Mother.

Hi, Dad.

Hi, sweetheart.

How are you, my angel?

I'm good. How are you?

I'm well. You look beautiful.

Thank you.

What I can make out.

You look terrific. Are they feeding you?

Eh...

They should be feeding you, for all the money we send them here.

But you look beautiful.

Thank you. Thank you. How's Mom?

Mom is good. Mom is... Everybody's well.

Good. The merchant Ricardo, how's he?

Merchant Ricardo, uh, yes. Glad you brought it up. He's good.

Has he asked about me?

Sure. You bet he has.

Hmm.

You know, last time you and I spoke,

I was hoping that we'd have the whole dowry situation locked up,

and, um, we're not there just yet.

They're asking for a lot of money,

and, you know, with the money we're sending here,

and then to your sisters and their children, it's a...

There's a lot of money going out and not that much coming in, so...

But maybe if we sent less money here to the convent,

we could save it up,

and I could even come and live with you and Mom and...

I don't think sending less money here is a good idea,

because, uh, that would reflect badly on the family.

But I know how eager you are to be married, my baby.

I know, but maybe it's... Maybe that's not your calling.

How's your embroidery going? You still doing that?

Mmm-hmm.

Good, 'cause you're so good,

and maybe that's your calling, you know.

Some people, it's marriage and family and the warmth of a home,

and maybe for you it's... It's the detailed embroidery.

You know, keep... Please.

Keep your chin up.

Give me... Give me a little sugar.

Hey, hey, sweetie.

All right. Daddy loves you.

I love you.

Okay. All right, you take care, and...

You don't... Don't... Don't you lose hope.

The body of Christ.

Amen.

- The body of Christ. - Amen.

- The body of Christ. - Amen.

- The body of Christ. - Amen.

Are you all right?

The body of Christ.

So, Sister Alessandra, how was your father's visit?

Good.

Good?

Yes, it was good.

Any potential suitors?

That's not even what his visit was about.

We didn't even talk about that.

Then what was his visit about?

Oh, my God!

Hey, I told you not to fucking look at us, you creep.

I'm sorry. I am...

Why are you making eye contact with us?

Look at the ground, you fucking pervert!

- I'm sorry. - What is this shit?

This is a turnip.

That's not a turnip! It's shit!

Ouch.

You expect us to eat shit? You're a piece of shit!

- Yeah, you are a piece of shit. You're disgusting! - I'm sorry.

Yeah, you are a disgusting piece of shit!

Think we can just eat any of this food?

We're fucking starving! You can't do anything right!

Look at this wall! Look at the stuff you build!

It's horrible, you fucking imbecile!

What do you even do here?

- Please, please. - Think you can talk to us?

You think you can look at us?

You know who my father is?

Yes! He deserves this!

He pays you good money to do nothing, you little rat!

You're a little fucking rat!

What is this, maggot food?

- We hate you! - Please, please.

Just hoarding all the food, huh, like a fucking Jew?

Is that what you're doing?

We're all starving!

You know what you did!

We hate you!

You deserve to die!

All right. Almost ready?

Tommasso, yes.

- Almost ready. - Oh, look at this!

Isn't it beautiful?

That's gorgeous. Who did that?

Sister Alessandra.

We have to make more of that.

That'll go big in town.

Tell Lurco to keep that garden gate closed,

because the deer are getting into it.

All right.

All right, my friend.

Are you ready for a journey? Are you ready?

"Know when the leaf parts from the ash

"and the branches wizen in the treetop

"for through the bark, the sweet humor of the sap doesn't mount to them

"and the birds have fallen silent from their warbling

"because of the cold that grips them.

"But in spite of this all, I'm unshaken

"for I am rejuvenated and prosper

"when all the other happiness is wasted.

"And if all my merriment is saddened

"to the point of not boasting openly..."

"It hasn't however kept my praise

"from gaining me..."