Black Robe (1991)
August Schellenberg: Chomina
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Quotes
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Montagnais : [indicates Laforgue and Daniel] They have hairy faces like dogs. Who are they?
Chomina : They are French.
Father Laforgue : We have come to help you! We have been sent by our God, who is the God of us all!
Montagnais : He can't speak properly.
Chomina : They have their own tongue. It is like birds singing.
Montagnais : Are they intelligent?
Ougebmat : No.
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Father Laforgue : When I die, Chomina, I will go to paradise. Let me baptise you so I may take you with me.
Chomina : Why would I go to your paradise? Are my people there? My woman? My boy? There's only blackrobes.
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[watching Laforgue write in his diary]
Chomina : Blackrobe, what you do?
Father Laforgue : I am making words.
Chomina : Making words? You not speak.
Father Laforgue : I will show you. Tell me something.
Chomina : Tell what?
Father Laforgue : Something I do not know.
Chomina : My woman's mother die in snow last winter.
[Laforgue writes it and shows the book to Daniel]
Daniel : It says Chomina's woman's mother died in snow last winter.
Father Laforgue : I have still other, greater things I can teach you.
Ougebmat : He is a demon!
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Chomina : Tell me, Blackrobe, what does your dream say now?
Father Laforgue : I am too weary for dreams.
Chomina : You must. If you do not, how do you see the way ahead?
Father Laforgue : Put my trust in God. He will guide me all the way to paradise.
Chomina : But you have not seen this paradise. No man should welcome death. This world is a cruel place, but it is the sunlight. I am sorry I leave now.
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[watching LaForgue give the last rites to a dying baby]
Mestigoit : Watch this, he is going to cast a spell.
Father Laforgue : Oh God of mercy, please bless this innocent child...
Chomina : No. He is talking to his God.
Father Laforgue : [making the sign of the cross] ... in nomini patri et fili et spiritu sancti...
Ougebmat : See that sign? That's how they steal our spirit.
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Chomina : If we had kept our promise to Champlain, there would be no problem.
Ougebmat : Promise? For axes, pots, and flints? Not even one musket.
Chomina : But we accepted their gifts! We have come to need them. This is our undoing - and it will be our ending.
Mestigoit : They are not gifts. There are no gifts given by the French that aren't paid for.