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In 430 AD, in the besieged city of Hippo, the seventy year-old bishop Augustine tells Jovinus, a captain of the Roman guards, the story of how his Christian mother, Monica, saved him. Born in the North African city of Thagaste, Augustine studied in Cartha

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SAINT AUGUSTINE

Uncle, Augustine!

What are you doing here?

I had arranged a meeting.

Meeting? With whom?

Every year on this day in dawn ascend here

and observe the migration of species.

If only we can fly with them!

I wish that at least you can do it!

Vandal army was more restless.

Food is almost over and it came to town.

We will starve until we no longer have a choice.

What could we do?

It is no longer in our power.

You two, move on the other side!

coming storm!

Turn over all the tents! Make sure that you do not fall!

Your Majesty! We are ready!

People just wait for your order!

Keep a fire! Let Hippo knows that we are here!

When you sell this storm, attack!

No more water.

Well, what's going on? How is it that no more water?

And what'll I do?

No more water!

We will succeed only withstand So a few days. Let us bring to see!

Vandals!

Vandals are we close the water!

It's mine! -No, My! -My! -No!

Stop it! Stop!

Bishop Augustine. - Yes.

What's going on, Fulvio?

Vandals have suspended the supply of water.

We must take the one remaining in the well or we will die!

Surrender to the panic, the Vandals will win and before Dreads in town!

Fear and violence will kill We quickly from thirst or hunger!

As your bishop and citizen of Hippo

I assure you there is hope.

Put it metal!

Anyway, we will die, Bishops. There is no more hope.

You are mistaken, Fulvio.

There is still hope.

Because even has a chance to save our city.

One possibility, for that you personally pit.

I will make sure that the Vandals lay down their arms.

Well what does that say? The bishop was deceived.

How? Trust-it!

See, the Roman soldiers! - Let the glorious God!

Bring them here!

Centurion, Domitius Fabius. At your command, governor!

Welcome! Which belong to the Legion?

Seven.

Seven? I thought that it was destroyed.

She was defeated.

But I and my centurias we survive.

For days we walked hostile territory backing of civilians.

We used the storm crossing the line of vandalism.

Have you heard?

This shows us that the legions the siege can finish.

That can defeat the Vandals.

Let us not lose hope!

Rome will once again win!

Your Obession for your military victory, You're gonna take this town in ruin.

Your presence is the only thing that works I hesitated to come here, Bishop Augustin.

Do you know me?

You knew my father.

You are the son of Hilarius?

Bishop Augustine! Me and these people were walking We are in the desert with only one hope:

completely rely on you.

Bring wounded in the basilica.

I'm hungry! Please!

How are the other wounded?

Soon will be better, hopefully.

The basilica can not go in there armed.

Why? -It is sacrilege.

Lucia, let them go in.

The only thing is here holy life of these people.

And their life is saved, this sword.

The news from Rome!

The Pope wishes to you and your book shelter as soon as possible to safety.

And how is it possible in one city ??that is obsessed with?

It appears that the Pope has already sent three ship. Another few days and will be here.

Does this mean that I should embark with all their books and get away? -In Rome, you!

And leave your people?

The Pope is hereby ordered to you personally. - But I am a bishop of this city!

This town you do not deserve.

Have you seen what happened yesterday When she arrived she legions of Romans?

Whether it is enough to convince You all that they are no longer needed.

Hmm ... I need ...

Look, Possidius! This is your the manuscript. -But your confession?

Yes, that's ... my confession.

If it were in my ... I was nothing more other than a poor boy.

One presumptuous, convinced that I do not need anything, except themselves.

And if there is anything in me, precious, I can only thank my mother.

Mother, that I find in the body born for this transient life.

in the heart of eternal life.

Tagasta, Africa, 76 years ago

Continue to print.

The child was too high. Make haste by father and tell him to hurry it!

No longer do I feel that the motes. Why?

Listen, I want to prepare ...

For what?

You know well. -Do you know What do you want from me?

You're gonna die. -If it does not they have done in, we'll both die.

You gotta do it!

I want my son to live! Cut!

Pitcher is empty!

Patricio, Patricio ... -What do you want?

Your wife is giving birth.

Just get!

And she is dying!

Do you play for him? -Yes!

My father!

Help me! In your hands I give my soul!

Wait!

I feel that he is moving! I feel it!

He is alive!

Monika ... -He was born to us A son, Patricio!

Son? -Yes.

Then, that you will give to his name?

Constantine. As our emperor.

No. Constantine is just one of the emperors.

Named Augustine will be! Little August.

As the first emperor.

Fifteen years later.

Augustine! You scared me! -Come on!

These are not words, facts already!

But someone might ask: Why do we pay tax to Rome?

You know ... I comes from what a small place this is.

My father was strong, honest, hardworking farmer like you.

Did not you say that it originated from mighty Roman family? -Yes, that is!

But now talking to the people to win.

One day you ask the Why I would rather not spend the money

instead of giving Rome? A He then patiently replied to me:

My son, these coins would I could only buy a goat.

And Rome will raise up their empire!

Rome does not want our money because we are Rome!

These are not words, facts already!

I want to be like him! - Like Markobius? Why?

Have you heard it? His words He can make people at all.

These are not words, facts already!

With its gonna language soon become like him.

But if I stay here I will have the opportunity to do so.

And where you gonna Military have this great opportunity?

In Carthage. I want to teach from Macrobius.

In Carthage? Hmm ...

You're the only boy.

Do you know just how much it costs to teach famous teachers, like Macrobius?

No!

And you? -Of course!

More than you can imagine.

no insist with this nonsense! But- Patricio, we could save.

Augustine deserves a school ...

- Augustine would have to meet in the school of Tagasti!

Like me. And my father before me.

The debate is over!

Father, where are you going?

To the tavern. -It's not true!

Alluding to what? -You have your hair smelled.

Do not make it when you go into the tavern.

Augustine, no! -Going Eurydice, your friend.

How dare you?

That never more also talked with his father!

It's not fair! -No, not fair.

I know. It's not fair ..

Why does he not say anything?

The words are not enough to To change a man.

Well, not even yours. Attempt to understand, my son.

My son.

Let us bring!

What are you doing?

What are you doing here? These are my pears!

Flags! Thieves! These are my pears!

Thieve!

Has committed himself steal. I stole something I already had in abundance. -Augustine.

The worst is that I have not yet about to enjoy stolen,

than in the steal. And in sin.

I'm just do some harm from wantonness.

I'm evil has committed itself to evil.

Well, I was such a ... One shameful soul who sought the destruction.

Here, take ... I hope it will be enough for the fruits that you have lost.

It is not necessary. The fruits anyway new growth each year,

But kids, if we turn astray may be lost forever.

Why have you done?

Answer me! Why have you done?

You caused me pain, Augustine! - I? I bring pain to you?

Maybe before my father. It hurts you.

Loses at stake all our great energy.

He drinks like a fish. And cheating on you for years.

He is the one that hurts you, I do not! -Enough, speak no more!

Patricio is what it is. But you, you're not like your father!

I? I did this?

And it should be? Loyal Your God, the perfect person?

Not perfect, just ...

If we stay here, sooner or later I will become just like my father!

I guess you did not come just to to taste my oil and praised my villa?

I talked about my son.

So, I'm here because I want talk about my son. Augustine.

Is it still the smartest boy in school? - Oh, yes!

But I think it would be good for him to go from here.

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