Simona.
ORIA, ITALY 3 MONTHS before it happened
'Father Matteo, okay?
-What happened? She fainted.
-When? As soon we are.
He has been unconscious for about five minutes.
Don Paolo is calling for an ambulance.
Than? No no. No ambulance.
Paolo, no ambulance. I'm fine.
They are on the way.
Well, you tell them to return. Is nothing. I was just a little dizzy.
It seemed more than that, Father.
Paolo.
Okay, wait.
God, this is embarrassing.
No, no, please. Happens.
I have been so eager to meet her.
Father, just moved to a new parish, a new house.
I'm sure that is stressful, even for a man of God.
Maybe.
But I tend to think that is the implant.
Do you have an H +?
Yes. For a couple days ago.
Still it is activated.
Well, I informed me. -Thank you.
I prepare for the Mass of the night.
'You have H +? -No not yet.
If you need me I'll be in the sacristy.
Well, maybe we should start again.
Father, I am Simona Rossi.
It's a pleasure to finally meet you.
I know exactly who you are.
The small miracle of Oria.
The reason for my transfer here was inspired by you.
Yes, I know.
The Vatican knows of the evidence.
I can not imagine they are excited.
I understand why presented yourself.
I am a scientist after all.
But I am first a man of God.
And science should serve Him. Not the other way around.
Yes father. It is just that...
...I do not remember much about the prophecy as a child.
Hardly she remembered seeing the Virgin.
Only small parts that I shared with the bishop.
But whenever I needed to understand what was happening.
And the strange things that happened since.
But only you remembered what God wanted.
It is his message.
You're just his ship.
I leave in a week.
I know.
So I wanted to meet you.
I'll United States to spend time with my daughter.
Well, I guess I will spend Christmas there.
But first I will travel to Chile for more tests.
-I must do it. My life is in pieces. Simona, no. Do not.
I have to know what's wrong with me. They are offering me.
Those scientists do not care about you. Neither your spirituality.
They are the closest to understand what I'm going through.
What I have seen.
Simona, these are the tests that God has sent to us all.
At some point in our lives we all have to rely on our faith.
But I did it, father. All my life.
It does not work, father. It does not work.
It did not work at the bedside of my husband.
Not with my daughter, our relationship.
And now these voices unearthed...
...Visions of something horrible.
I can not believe this is divine father.
I'm sorry but I can not.
But it is.
What happens is divine.
Then your message is too heavy a burden for me to carry.
He can give it to someone else.