The Two Popes

Once, a young man was walking in the woods.

His name was Francesco Bernadone.

Suddenly, he found a chapel...

ruined,

with the walls destroyed.

He stepped inside.

A crucifix was still there,

where the altar had been.

Francesco felt captivated.

The crucifix spoke to him and said,

“Francesco, repair my Church.”

Francesco was a practical man.

He went up to the quarry on Mount Subasio,

cut stones,

carted them down the mountain,

and repaired the broken walls.

Any journey,

no matter how long,

has to start somewhere.

Any journey, no matter how glorious,

can start with a mistake.

So, when you feel lost,

don’t worry.

God will not give up.

Understood?

Understood?

I’ve been thinking...

We have many troubles here.

It’s not fair to leave it all to Our Lady.

Who else could pray for us?

Let's see... Young man!

What’s your name?

The name of my team, San Lorenzo!

San Lorenzo, pray for us...

Father.

The Pope...

The Pope has died.

Brothers and sisters,

our beloved Holy Father John Paul II

has returned to the Lord's house.

This?

Archbishop of Kiev, Cardinal Husar.

Good.

This?

Cardinal Arinze of Nigeria.

Many say he will be the first African Pope.

Good. This?

Bergoglio, Argentina.

Leading advocate for reform. Very popular in--

I know who he is.

This?

Cardinal Martini.

They will choose between tradition and reform.

What's the hymn you are whistling?

"Dancing Queen."

By ABBA.

Good afternoon.

The Church is too used to this glory.

This is Europe...

Our churches are beautiful but empty,

like a fire covered in ash.

We need someone to blow the ash away.

You.

Someone outside of Europe is better.

No, Martini. Not me.

Thank you for the beautiful sermon.

You are welcome.

Cardinal Hummes, life was easier

when everybody spoke Latin.

Nice to see you.

No "nice to see you" for you, Jorge.

The cardinals are about to vote.

I call as my witness Christ the Lord,

who will judge me, that I elect the one who I deem...

should be chosen according to God.

The results of the first scrutiny...

Joseph Ratzinger, 47 votes.

Jorge Bergoglio, ten votes.

Carlo Maria Martini...

Nine votes.

...no cardinal obtained the 77 votes needed.

The results...

of the third scrutiny...

are the following:

It's white!

Jorge, what will you do now?

Return to Buenos Aires,

plan my retirement.

You're too young to retire.

The Church voted to make overdue reforms remain overdue.

I can do more good as a simple parish priest.

Okay.

I'll pray for him.

This protects the "Doctrine of the Faith."

He's already started with "no."

"No against this, no against that..."

It's bad for the poor in Brazil and the poor in the world.

People are abandoning Catholicism

because it is too conservative.

Bye, bye.

Don't buy Tonio's stamps.

They don't work.

There’s nothing wrong with them.

I wrote a beautiful letter, and no reply.

Sent it again, still no reply.

Your stamps don't work.

Doesn't matter how good your letter was, Jorge,

San Lorenzo will never call you.

Maybe you used the wrong address.

Impossible.

It’s a well-known address.

To whom?

The Pope.

So,

Tonio's stamps work.

I have your letters, and this is from the Vatican.

Why the Pope?

I booked my flight.

Seriously?

What's so urgent?

You want to retire?

Don't do it.

We need you in Buenos Aires.

He wants me in Rome.

I booked my flight before this.

A coincidence...

There are no coincidences.

We are all in God's hands.

Good morning.

-How are you? -Good, thank you.

Yes. It's a private matter, so it's not in the official diary.

He is reading the report.

Yes, his Holiness is aware.

I'll ask if he can speak to him.

Your Holiness.

Would you speak to Cardinal Bertone?

I have him here.

Where is he?

Looks like he's lived here all his life.

Oregano, exactly.

My mother swore by oregano.

It makes everything taste good.

My mom mixes it with breadcrumbs.

-Me too. -Really?

Yes!

Everything the Pope eats comes from Gandolfo.

We send it to Rome. It's all organic.

Vegetables, eggs, cheese.

Good morning!

Holiness.

Last time we met, we spoke Latin.

A short meeting.

I wasn't the student you were, Holy Father.

Please, not Latin.

180 tickets sold.

Great.

-Am I free? -Sure!

What are you doing?

Jorge, these results are the same.

Yes, same experiment.

What did we agree on?

We have to test, test and test.

We live and die by facts.

Facts are...

You've had a haircut.

That is a fact.

And that shirt is new.

Also a fact.

You've decided?

You will propose!

That's speculation.

No, a deduction.

An incorrect deduction.

I already asked.

Tonight we'll discuss the details.

So, you won't be a priest.

A logical conclusion, Esther.

What took you so long?

I had to listen to...

you know,

if He had other plans for me.

He?

This country doesn't need another priest.

I'll redo the tests.

-Next time, don't fool me. -Promise.

Jorge!

You're going to be a great father.

You're beautiful!

The prettiest ones.

How do I look?

Very handsome!

Come in.

Come in.

No, Father, I was just passing.

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

I'm listening, my son.

Before we start, may I ask you something?

I haven’t seen you around. Where are you from?

Parque Patricios.

Sometimes I come here to give Mass.