Hebe (2024)

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For what is time?

Who can readily and briefly explain this?

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Who can even in thought comprehend

it, so as to utter a word about it?

But what in discours

do we mention more familiarly

and knowingly, than time?

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What then is time?

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If no one asks me, I know:

If I wish to explain it to one

that asketh, I know not:

Yet I say boldly that I know,

that if nothing passed away,

time past were not;

And if nothing were coming,

a time to come were not;

And if nothing were,

time present were not.

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Inspired by real events

I am aware that you may

find it a bit discouraging,

not to be received accordingly.

I also understand that this

place is not welcoming to you.

But please understand that avoiding

any personal contact or outside intrusion

is part of the procedure.

During these three days,

you will remain in sensory isolation.

No sign of the world you come from.

Except the sound of my voice,

nothing will contaminate your retreat.

You,

entered without seeing or hearing anyone,

and so you will leave us,

without seeing

and listening to no one.

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[gentle music]

Have a seat, Mrs. Hebe,

please.

[soft music]

[waves crashing]

Fortunately, the ulcers are subsiding,

but until they're completely gone,

you'll still have that gritty

sensation you're feeling.

It's understandable, you've been

exposed to the sun for a long time.

We will maintain the same treatment;

Two drops, three times a day to

continue to reduce the inflammation,

and the eyes always covered.

Rest assured,

you will soon be able to see as before.

I leave you in good hands.

Now open your eyes.

That's right.

Keep them open...

I'm ready.

Would you be so kind as to open the window?

I need some air.

[waves crashing]

[waves crashing]

There's a trip,

a long journey.

Very long and very far.

Where to?

It doesn't say where.

And does it say when?

No, it doesn't,

but it will be soon.

I don't understand. If...

If it doesn't say when, how

do you know it will be soon?

[clock ticking]

You won't be traveling alone.

He will accompany you on the journey.

Who will?

The great lord.

And who is the great lord?

The one in the card.

An elegant man with

money and older than you.

No, I don't know any

elegant man with money.

There is also a woman,

That's all the cards say.

Wait a minute...

Have you seen any more of...?

Of this great lord or that woman?

No. What I told you is all I saw.

How about,

if you look at the cards again.

Maybe you see something

you didn't see before.

What I told you is all I saw.

Turn over another card.

Just one more.

Please, Miss Hebe.

[clock ticking]

It's all right. Just one more card.

Concentrate on what you want to know.

I am focused.

Something is about to happen.

An unexpected twist that

will change your destiny.

An... An unexpected twist?

Is it...

Something good or something bad?

I don't know.

The cards only reveal

what they want us to know.

And what does that mean?

That you'll have to find out for yourself.

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Hebe,

it's almost four o'clock. It is very late.

Go back to sleep.

I'm not sleepy.

You can't stay up another night.

Come, rest for a while.

I'll watch him, so you can rest easy.

If I'm sleepy I'll go to bed,

but for now I'm fine.

Don't worry about me.

Go back to sleep.

[humming]

[crickets chirpin]

[waves crashing]

[waves crashing]

Good morning, ma'am, how are you?

I'm Patricio De La Carranza, from

Altibian Wind Insurance Company.

If I may, I'm going to take

a few minutes of your time

to ask you a few questions.

I'll be very brief.

Excuse me...

As you understand, we must assess

the responsibility for what happened,

as well as the extent of the damage.

Your testimony, like that of the

other passengers, is essential

to reconstruct the facts of the accident

and to arrive at the causes that led to it.

We still do not know how

it could have happened,

but as we know, accidents happen,

and because they happen, we exist.

Well, as I told you,

I have to take a few minutes of your time

to ask you some questions

about what happened.

To tell me what you remember.

Excuse me.

Who will tell me

that there are not three times

as we learned when boys,

past,

present,

and future;

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But present only,

because those two are not?

Or are they also;

And when from future it becometh present,

doth it come out of some secret place;

And so, when retiring, from

present it becometh past?

For where did they, who

foretold things to come, see them,

For where did they, who

foretold things to come, see them,

if as yet they be not?

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In all these years of study,

this is the first time anyone has ever

approached me of their own free will.

You are very young, Mrs. Hebe,

I wonder what concern

afflicts you to have come to me.

As you know,

the purpose and spirit of my work

is none other than to examine

everything that is beyond

the reach of our understanding.

Messages,

signals

and even phenomena

that coexist among us and have

been unresolved for centuries.

Perhaps,

it is the will of God, our Father,

that they remain unresolved

and remain so,

as simple mysteries;

But until we overcome our worst enemy,

which is doubt,

we will not know.

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It is also part of my responsibility

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To see what kind of spirit

nature has bestowed upon us.

To know whether we have some spiritual gift

or if, on the contrary,

we are only the fruit

of the whims of the ego.

In short, Mrs. Hebe;

My task is to separate

the wheat from the chaff,

the truth from the lie...

To unmask.

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Love

Do you know what love is?

Love?

Love is...

I don't know.

I mean,

I do know, but...

I don't know how to explain it.

My mom says that love

is what she feels for me.

That's right.

Love is what your mom and dad feel for you.

And what my mom feels

for my dad, what is it?

It's also love.

Although,

another kind of love.

She loves your dad one way

and she loves you in another way.

So it's not the same love.

Not exactly the same.

It's another kind of love.

Are there many kinds of love?

Yes, there are.

How many?

I don't know.

I've never counted them.

And which is the real one?

What real one?

Which is the true love,

the love that loves most of all?

I don't believe there's one love

that loves more than another.

Yes, there is.

Which one?

I don't know yet.

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Did the emergency lights not activate?

I don't know.

But you must have seen some

light to guide you to the deck.

You don't remember.

And do you remember who

accompanied you to the life raft?

No one accompanied me.

It is practically impossible

to access the rafts

without the help of a crew member.

Someone had to go with you and help you up.

No one accompanied me.

The emergency plan,

Mrs. Hebe, was exemplary.

The ship was evacuated in record time.

All passengers made it to

shore in less than six hours;

Except for you.

We need to know the reason why

instead of getting on one of the 18 boats

that were made available,

you ended up on an inflatable life raft...

An inflatable life raft.

You don't know...

And do you at least know why you

didn't make use of the emergency elements

that the raft had to signal your location?

Three days on the raft,

and you didn't see them.

Well,

I don't have any more questions.

I think that will be enough.

You've been very kind.

Give me your hand.

I beg your pardon?

Give me your hand.

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When are you coming back?

I don't know.

We opened a new route

and you know how it is.

Sometimes it takes longer than we think.

Are you going to call me?

Why wouldn't I? I always call you.

Promise me.

Promise me you'll call

me every chance you get.

I don't have a good feeling.

A feeling about what?

That by the time you get back,

he'll be gone.

I don't know what to do anymore

to get to wherever your head is

and you can hear me.

I don't know how many

times you want me to repeat it.

He's not going away.

Nobody is going away.

You're obsessed with

something that doesn't exist.

It's not an obsession.

What is it then?

A hunch that I'm afraid will come true.

A hunch...

Don't you realize you're driving us

all crazy because of a stupid hunch?

The baby is healthy.

There's nothing wrong with him.

What I should be proud of

as a father

to talk about my own child, is

becoming an embarrassment.

Don't say that.

Our friends, every doctor

we visit, our own family,

they all look at you wondering if

it's not you that's sick and not him.

I think they're right.

You should take some time away from him

and let a professional

see you to help you get

whatever is on your mind out.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I can't leave him alone.

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Promise me.

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I promise.

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Thou then,

Ruler of Thy creation,

by what way dost Thou

teach souls things to come?

For Thou didst teach Thy Prophets.

By what way dost Thou teach things to come,

to whom nothing is to come;

Or rather of the future,

dost teach things present?

For,

what is not,

neither can it be taught.

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I know that it is not easy

to overcome the mistrust

towards this type of institutions,

but let me tell you something,

they are prejudices,

just that,

mere prejudices.

You did very well to come.

Human frailty is something

not to be trifled with,

and there are moments of extreme

confusion that must be attended to

with the urgency and

seriousness that correspond.

Nor should we underestimate

the complexity of our mind.

As we well know, we are the fruit of it.

What we think, feel...

We perceive...

Or even imagine.

But we will be analyzing

these aspects, let's say singular,

that if they are not treated in time

they can lead to more acute disorders,

such as schizophrenias,

paramnesias, psychoses...

But don't worry,

sooner than you think you'll

be back home with your family.

You'll see.

[birds chirping]

Welcome, Mrs. Hebe.

Take as much time as

you consider necessary.

Let's proceed.

First.

Circle.

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Second.

Cross.

Third.

Star.

Fourth.

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Fifth.

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Do you separate the queen from the king?

Are you sure?

The king away from the queen.

Rule number one

of what not to do.

Check.

Sometimes it's better for the

king to be away from the queen.

I like it when you get stubborn.

It makes you more interesting.

Wish granted.

Queen off the chessboard.

Check.

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It's not a night to be without company,

wouldn't you say?

In fact, you must be the only

person alone on the entire cruise.

I always knew you'd

show up sooner or later.

Who are you, anyway?

If you have the powers you say you have,

you should know who I am.

Why are you here?

What do you want from him?

I'd like you to tell us about

your premonitions, Mrs. Hebe.

How do they come to you?

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I don't know.

They just come.

Like messages from beyond?

I don't understand you.

Let's say there is someone in the afterlife

who chose you to send messages to.

What I perceive are not

messages from beyond.

Something more like a dream, for example?

Tell us about your dreams.

I rarely remember what I dream,

but I know that what I

see is not through them.

And do you use any kind of

artifacts to see what you say you see?

I don't know what artifacts

you are referring to.

The most well-known ones:

The oracle, the crystal ball, the pendulum?

I don't use artifacts.

Do you go into a trance?

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Do you hear voices?

Could you then please explain to us,

how you see what you say you see?

I can feel what I see,

but I can't explain it.

Wow...

You can feel what you see,

but you can't explain it...

Any of my patients who

suffer from hallucinations

would give me exactly the same answer.

They are not hallucinations.

What are they then?

I don't know.

It doesn't obey my will.

I never know when it's going to happen.

It's as if the other person

determines what he wants me to see.

It is like a light that goes on and off.

Tell us then, Mrs. Hebe; At this moment,

are you perceiving some

kind of light turning on and off?

I already told you that I

don't decide the moment.

But if you wanted to,

could you make that light appear?

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No.

Tell us then. How do you know,

that this light that goes on and off,

is not the fruit of your imagination?

[ominous music]

I know I only guessed one of your cards.

I can sense it in you, Father.

[static]

Perfect.

Very good.

Let's see the other eye.

How do you feel?

I feel better.

We'll continue with the drops.

Same dosage.

We won't need to cover your eyes anymore.

Little by little they should

get used to the light.

If everything continues like this, you

will be discharged in a couple of days.

That's great news.

I'm very happy.

I imagine you're looking

forward to being back home.

I'm ready.

Would you give me your hand?

Yes, of course.

[waves crashing]

[suspenseful music]

Don't let your love for

him become capricious.

It won't do you any good.

You'll only hurt yourself.

I beg your pardon,

but I don't think I understand you.

You are the love of his life,

but he won't leave his

wife and daughters for you.

We must accept that

to love is not to possess.

Is that what he asked you to tell me,

that to love is not to possess?

I can't believe it.

The last thing I expected from him is that

he would use his patients as messengers

to tell me what he doesn't

dare say to my face.

No one needs to tell you anything.

It's all been said.

What's supposed to be said?

What you already know and dare not face.

What's been said?

He's not going to leave

his wife and daughters.

Not for you,

nor for the child you carry in your womb.

Who are you?

[waves crashing]

It's impossible for you to know.

No one knows I'm pregnant.

Whether I know it

or not is the least of it.

We both know what you're about to do.

[flush]

Do you love me?

You know I love you.

And your wife,

do you love her?

You also know that I love her.

So then,

which one is the true,

the love you love more of the two?

Both of them, I guess.

I love her one way

and I love you in another.

But I don't know what you're getting at.

What would you be willing to do

out of love for her,

and what would you be willing to do

for love for me?

I don't know,

you tell me.

Depending on what you

are willing to do for her or me,

I'll tell you which is the

more loving of the two.

I know what you're getting at.

You tell me,

what do you want me to do for you?

I'm going on a trip.

On a trip?

Yes,

on a trip.

A trip

very long and far away from here.

What a surprise!

I love the idea.

Don't make fun. I'm serious.

Well,

then we'll have to think of a farewell.

I want you to come with me.

Is that an invitation or an order?

Neither.

What then?

That's what I want you

to do for me.

Checkmate.

You're a quick learner.

Enjoy the room.

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Who shall hold it, and fix it,

that it be settled awhile,

and awhile catch the glory

of that ever fixed Eternity?

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[ominous music]

Why are you here?

What do you want from him?

I'm sorry to tell you that

you have the wrong party.

Happy New Year.

You haven't answered us, Mrs. Hebe.

How do you know it's not your

imagination that makes you believe

that what you sense is going to happen?

Because what I sense, happens.

What you sense, happens.

Interesting.

Could you give us an example

of something that you

sensed and then it happened?

The death of my son.

I sensed my son's death as

soon as I first held him in my arms.

He died at eleven months.

Tell us about the coincidence.

Why not think

that what happened to him was nothing

more than an unfortunate coincidence?

[suspenseful music]

We've all had hunches

at one time or another,

and that doesn't mean we have powers

to move time forward and see the future.

Those hunches sometimes

come true and sometimes not.

It is coincidence that

determines it, not us.

In your case, Mrs. Hebe,

what you sensed about your son's death

was nothing more than a mere coincidence.

Just like clairvoyance,

dj vu, prophecies...

Let us not fall into the error

of mistaking coincidence

with magical facts or with divination.

You, Mrs. Hebe,

neither have magical gifts,

nor powers of divination.

[water splashing]

[footsteps]

Miss Hebe...

[ominous music]

[birds chirping]

I spy with my little eye something...

I spy with my little eye something...

I spy with my little eye something...

What do you spy with your little eye?

A thing.

What thing?

Wonderful.

What color?

[ominous music]

How's my favorite niece?

Hello, Uncle Horacio. Hello, Aunt Eugenia.

Hello, Hebe.

What are you doing?

Nothing. I'm trying to move

the glass with my mind.

Interesting.

Have you moved it yet?

Not yet.

Do you think you can?

I don't know.

If you want I can help you.

Maybe between the two of us it's easier.

Tell me, what do I have to do?

Stare at the glass and wish it would move.

Okay,

I understand.

I stare at the glass

and I wish it would move.

[chatter]

What's the matter?

Why are you looking at me like that?

I'm not looking at you.

Yes,

you're looking at me.

Your eyes are looking at mine.

I'm looking at the glass.

You're looking at me.

You keep looking at me.

Would you like more water, Miss Hebe?

Okay...

Thank you.

You're welcome.

[chatter]

Well, dear niece,

I think I give up.

I'm sure I have no power to move the glass.

So I'll leave you alone.

Good luck to you.

Let me ask you one

last question, Mrs. Hebe.

Are you aware of the

harm that can be caused

to state facts that are going to

happen and then don't happen?

Have you not thought

that these manifestations can condition

or even change the

behavior of vulnerable people?

Incite them to make decisions

they should not make?

Yes, I have thought about it.

And well?

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If you were to get that light

that goes on and off now,

and you saw in it that I

wanted to take my own life...

What would you do?

Would you tell me to take it away?

Because, as what you sense is happening,

I can do nothing to prevent it.

Or would you say nothing to me?

And in that case,

could you live with your conscience

knowing that you did nothing to prevent it?

[suspenseful music]

Tell us, Mrs. Hebe,

what do you do in the

face of these hunches?

Do you just

resign yourself to these feelings?

Or do you enjoy making us believe

that you have the power

to change our destiny?

I do not enjoy myself.

There is no fun in knowing

what is going to happen.

It is not my wish to

change anyone's destiny.

Whether it was your wish or not,

you do not possess this spiritual

gift to change our destiny, Mrs. Hebe;

Because you are already part of it.

We are all in the memory of God,

but only a chosen few

have been given the joy of being

able to see the past and the future

as what they really are;

As an eternal present.

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Permit me, Lord, to

seek further. O my hope,

let not my purpose be confounded.

For if times past and to come be,

I would know where they be.

Which yet if I cannot,

yet I know,

her ever they be,

hey are not there as future, or past,

but present.

For if there also they be future,

they are not yet there;

If there also they be past,

they are no longer there.

Wheresoever then

is whatsoever is,

it is only

as present.

You are mistaken, father.

[static]

It is no joy to see what

you do not wish to see.

It is a punishment.

[ominous music]

[ominous music]

She is safe, madam.

Thanks to you she is safe.

It's a miracle.

It's a miracle.

I can't thank you enough.

Is there anything I can do for you?

There is a letter on the table.

Would you be so kind as to read it to me?

Yes, of course.

Dear Miss Hebe:

I am pleased to tell

you that you were right.

Indeed,

there is a kind of love

which transcends the vicissitudes

of time and circumstances.

A love that gives itself without reserve.

It does not impose conditions for love.

It offers itself freely

without asking or

expecting anything in return.

Thanks to you, Miss Hebe,

I had the opportunity to know true love.

The most loving love of all.

May I ask a question?

How did you know what she wanted to do?

Did she tell you?

How I did or didn't know

is the least of it.

[waves crashing]

Unfortunately, we didn't

get to save the baby.

What baby?

[waves crashing]

Quiet, please... Quiet, please...

Quiet, please... Thank you.

My favorite niece wants

to tell us something.

I know which is the

most loving love of all.

Don't laugh. Don't laugh.

Maybe more than one of us

will learn tonight what love is.

Well,

tell us then,

which is it?

The love they feel.

Of course, the uncles love each other.

That's why they are married.

I'm not talking about the uncles.

I don't think we understand you.

The most loving love of all is not the

one Uncle Horacio feels for Aunt Eugenia.

Ah, no,

then which is it?

[ominous music]

[bell ringing]

The one Uncle Horacio feels for Flix.

Hebe!

Apologize for what you just said!

- Horacio, what is she saying?

I'm telling the truth, and when you tell

the truth, there's no need to apologize.

Hebe, don't argue with

me! Apologize to them.

No.

You're going back to your room right now!

Don't scold her.

Don't scold her.

She's right.

There's no need to apologize

when you're telling the truth.

If you'll excuse me...

[clock ticking]

Don't try to change...

What do you mean? I Don't...

I beg your pardon?

Give me your hand.

Why do you insist on changing

the natural order of things?

What do you mean? I don't understand.

Everything has an order.

The universe has an order.

Nature has an order.

Chaos has an order.

Don't try to change the

natural order of things.

All things, in their time,

has its reason for being.

Sorry, but I have to leave you.

I still have some business to attend to.

[suspenseful music]

Don't turn your past into your future.

You,

you were just a child.

Don't blame yourself.

Mrs. Hebe,

I believe I have done my best

to understand this

spiritual gift you possess.

Believe me I wish I had more

accurate answers to your questions.

To bring to your reason the reason

of what you sense.

Although, as I told you at the time,

my job is none other than to separate

the good grain from the tares;

And in your case, Mrs. Hebe,

I am at peace that I have

unmasked a good person.

Is there anything else I can do for you?

[static]

To you, father,

does it also pain you

to remember the future?

[static]

[suspenseful music]

Hebe!

I know you can feel me.

Don't be quiet, say something to me...

I know I promised you I

would call you, and I didn't.

I'm sorry,

I couldn't.

I had to run away.

Forget everything.

As if nothing that

happened ever really existed.

What can I do?

I'll do whatever you ask me to do.

I want to prove to you

that my love for you

is the most loving love of all.

[suspenseful music]

Which way soever then this secret

fore-perceiving of things to come be;

That only can be seen, which is.

But what now is,

is not future,

but present.

When then things to

come are said to be seen,

it is not themselves

which as yet are not,

but their causes

perchance or signs are seen,

which already are.

[suspenseful music]

To Hebe Sainz de Despontin

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