We're No Angels Script - Dialogue Transcript

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We're No Angels Script


 

                   

All prisoners,



 

                   

all prisoners,

report to Level B... now.



 

                   

The taking of a life...



 

                   

...is no minor matter.



 

                   

Nor do we do it lightly.



 

                   

This man has killed.



 

                   

And he will be killed.



 

                   

He will be taken down,



 

                   

his head will be shaved.



  

                   

He will be given confession...



  

                   

...if he wishes it.



  

                   

And then,

we will test the apparatus.



  

                   

The lights will dim.



  

                   

Once... twice...



  

                   

the third time, his soul



  

                   

will be in that new place.



  

                   

And I leave it to you



  

                   

to conjecture where

that new place will be.



  

                   

I have no doubt but that

your thoughts will be troubled.



  

                   

Keep them to yourselves.



  

                   

I want no demonstrations.



  

                   

I want no comments.



  

                   

Take him down.



  

                   

Move!



  

                   

So long, guys.



  

                   

So long, Bobby.



  

                   

No talking.



  

                   

What are you gonna do to him,



  

                   

take away his commissary,

you son of a bitch?



  

                   

Jim, keep it down, Jim.



  

                   

Son of a bitch.



  

                   

I can't believe it.



  

                   

Can you believe it?



  

                   

Can you believe it, Neddy?



  

                   

I can believe most anything.



  

                   

My problem is,

I just don't care.



  

                   

Taking Bobby to the bakery.



  

                   

Sometimes it works that way.



  

                   

The guy's going to die

and that's it?



  

                   

What's your question?



  

                   

That that's the end of it?



  

                   

That he goes in that room...



  

                   

That he goes in that room,

and they light him up,



  

                   

and that's the end of it.



  

                   

There's no eternal life

for his soul,



  

                   

and the cruelty of the world?



  

                   

Is that the thing?



  

                   

Is that your problem

this fine evening?



  

                   

Yes.



  

                   

Why don't you talk

to the chaplain?



  

                   

I'm talking to you.



  

                   

I'm busy.



  

                   

I've got my mind

on higher things.



  

                   

I feel bad, Ned.



  

                   

Well, do your own time.



  

                   

You two,



  

                   

put these on.



  

                   

What is this?



  

                   

Tell me what it is.



  

                   

Shut up!



  

                   

Keep walking!



  

                   

Life's a hellhole, pally.



  

                   

You two were talking, hmm?



  

                   

Answer me.



  

                   

You two were talking

during my speech.



  

                   

Uh... I...



  

                   

You swine.



  

                   

You little swine.



  

                   

Hold him down.



  

                   

You want order?



  

                   

I'll give you order.



  

                   

I'll give you order.



  

                   

You want a lesson?



  

                   

Is that what you want?



  

                   

Is that what you want?



  

                   

You want... you want a lesson?



  

                   

I'll give you a lesson.



  

                   

I'll give you a lesson.



  

                   

Is that what you want?



  

                   

W-Warden?



  

                   

They're ready, sir.



  

                   

Keep them here.



  

                   

We'll beat the other one later.



  

                   

Yes, sir.



  

                   

It's all right.



  

                   

It's all right, Jim.



  

                   

I'm in bad shape, Ned.



  

                   

"The Lord shall judge his people

and repent himself



  

                   

"for his servants when he seeth

the power is gone.



  

                   

"There is none shut off or left



  

                   

"who shall say,

'Where are their gods?



  

                   

"'Their rock in whom

they trusted."'



  

                   

Nobody move!



  

                   

Get back.

Get down.



  

                   

Don't do this, my son.



  

                   

Open that door.



  

                   

I'm going to count to three.



  

                   

One...



  

                   

Go on, open it!



   

                   

Get in there!



   

                   

Here, put these on.



   

                   

Come on!



   

                   

What do we do now?



   

                   

Tell them you have

a man for the morgue.



   

                   

Man for the morgue!



   

                   

Man for the morgue.



   

                   

Where's your pass?



   

                   

Come on!



   

                   

I'm not sure this

is such a good idea.



   

                   

Nobody's asking you, Ned.



   

                   

Bob, they catch us now,

they'll kill us.



   

                   

Welcome aboard.



   

                   

Come on!



   

                   

Come on!



   

                   

Are we going,

or are we dying?



   

                   

Come on.



   

                   

Go on!



   

                   

All right, let's go.



   

                   

Look, Bob...



   

                   

What?



   

                   

Get out!



   

                   

Ever hear the phrase,

"nothing to lose"?



   

                   

Get after them!



   

                   

My God, you goddamn fools!



   

                   

Go!



   

                   

Wake up, Jimmy, wake up.



   

                   

Rip it off, rip the number off.



   

                   

I'm cold.



   

                   

Yeah, I'm cold, too.

Come on, walk it out.



   

                   

I'm cold.

I'm cold.



   

                   

What happened to Bobby?



   

                   

You think... you think

they got him, Neddy?



   

                   

Look at this.



   

                   

"Do not neglect to show

hospitality to strangers,



   

                   

"for thereby some have

entertained angels, unawares.



   

                   

Hebrews   : ."



   

                   

Very touching.



   

                   

Hebrews.



   

                   

Wait a second.



   

                   

Ah!



   

                   

Hello.



   

                   

Who the hell are ya?



   

                   

Do not neglect to show

hospitality to strangers,



   

                   

for thereby, some have

entertained angels, unawares.



   

                   

Hebrews   : .



   

                   

What are you? Priests?



   

                   

Yeah. That's right,

we're priests.



   

                   

You put her down,

I'll give you a ride.



   

                   

lnto the town, across the bridge

and we're free.



   

                   

I'm sure

they're looking for you.



   

                   

What?



   

                   

I'm sure they're

looking for you.



   

                   

Who's looking for us?



   

                   

The monastery,

your fellow priests.



   

                   

Yeah, sure they're

looking for us.



   

                   

What are you,

missing morning prayers?



   

                   

Yeah, we're missing

the whole program.



   

                   

What do you care?



   

                   

I don't care a damn thing.



   

                   

I told you,

it's all superstition



   

                   

far as I'm concerned.



   

                   

That's fine.

Now you just drop us off



   

                   

at a town.



   

                   

I'll tell you what else--

you get people worked up...



   

                   

you get people worked up



   

                   

over that shrine of yours,

that Weeping Virgin.



   

                   

We'll get out here.



   

                   

Won't be one more minute,

I'll have you down.



   

                   

Oh, we'll get out here.



   

                   

Well, I could use your help--



   

                   

carry my deer to the butcher.



   

                   

I'll tell you what,

you go down to the garage,



   

                   

and we'll come down



   

                   

and help you carry

your deer for you.



   

                   

Why don't you

just come with me?



   

                   

We need a moment

to compose our thoughts.



   

                   

If it weren't for you,



   

                   

I'd never have killed that deer.



   

                   

Uh-huh. Huh.



   

                   

Well, thank you

for your courtesy.



   

                   

God Bless you and all that.



   

                   

Okay, Mr. Johnson,

just move it over there.



   

                   

Can you swim, Jimmy?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

Neither can I.



   

                   

Think Bobby made it, Neddy?



   

                   

Not like this, he didn't.



   

                   

We got to ditch these togs.



   

                   

Come on.



   

                   

What are you gonna do

on Free Street, Neddy?



   

                   

I'm gonna do it all, pally,

and I'm gonna do it again,



   

                   

and I'm gonna get

two of the best of everything,



   

                   

and anybody muck with me,

they're goin' down!



   

                   

Come on.



   

                   

Ready?



   

                   

I wonder what happened to Bobby.



   

                   

I wonder...

I wonder if he got across.



   

                   

What happened,

happened, Jim.



   

                   

Maybe they got him back.



   

                   

I'm not going back there.



   

                   

That's right,

we're not going back.



   

                   

Hey. Hey.



   

                   

We look... we look like

a couple of Hoosiers.



   

                   

That's right, let's go.



   

                   

Okay, let's go.



   

                   

Hey, coins in the pocket.



   

                   

Coins in the pocket,

that's good luck.



   

                   

That's good luck,

don't you think?



   

                   

Uh-huh. Right.



   

                   

Oh, God.

Oh, God.



   

                   

It's okay.

It's gonna be okay.



   

                   

I can't go back there.



   

                   

Nobody is going back.



   

                   

It's going to be just fine.



   

                   

I got to get

some smokes, man,



   

                   

I'm telling you.



   

                   

Okay.



   

                   

Let's get your smokes,



   

                   

and then we'll go across.



   

                   

You take care of me, Ned,

because I got to get across.



   

                   

Keep walking.



   

                   

Got to get across.



   

                   

Just keep walking.



   

                   

Right with you.



   

                   

Just want a pack

of tailor-mades.



   

                   

Yeah, right with you.



   

                   

Bunch of damn nonsense,



   

                   

all them damn priests

in town at the shrine.



   

                   

Don't buy a damn thing,



   

                   

but they want something,

you'd better have it



   

                   

on hand.



   

                   

Thanks, Miss Harris.



   

                   

Thank you.



   

                   

Be with you gents

in a second.



   

                   

Yeah, we just want a

pack of tailor-mades.



   

                   

Momentos of the shrine,



   

                   

postcards, key chains

of the Weeping Virgin.



   

                   

Not a penny in it,

but they want it every year.



   

                   

Priests and tourists,

put on that dumb show!



   

                   

Two packages of oatmeal.



   

                   

Set 'em down, will ya?



   

                   

Account's getting

a bit long.



   

                   

Well, I need it.

Set 'em down.



   

                   

Yeah...



   

                   

I got a hungry kid.



   

                   

You'll catch me later.



   

                   

What are you looking at?!



   

                   

Yeah. That's right.



   

                   

Special kind of smokes?



   

                   

Luckys'll do.



   

                   

That Shrine, talking about it,



   

                   

didn't mean to offend you.



   

                   

I probably put my foot in it,



   

                   

and you're tourists,

come to see the shrine.



   

                   

Where are you folks from?



   

                   

Oh, here and there.



   

                   

Something I can interest you

in that case?



   

                   

We ought to be about going now.



   

                   

We ought to be about going now!



   

                   

You forgot your change.



   

                   

That's okay.



   

                   

Sir, change. Let's see if we

can't spend it in your store.



   

                   

Did you folks hear

about the jailbreak?



   

                   

No. I can't say that we have.



   

                   

Where did you say

you were from?



   

                   

Uh...



   

                   

Uh... uh...



   

                   

Yes, sir, it, uh, seems

there were these three convicts



   

                   

shot their way out.



   

                   

Uh-huh.



   

                   

There you are.



   

                   

I told ya

I needed your help.



   

                   

Are these friends

of yours, Carolyn?



   

                   

My help?



   

                   

My car is stalled down

at the garage.



   

                   

I need you to haul that deer

down to the butchers.



   

                   

You know these folks?



   

                   

Know them, yeah,



   

                   

they're priests--



   

                   

this is Father...



   

                   

I didn't catch your name.



   

                   

Priests?!



   

                   

Oh, God.



   

                   

Oh, God, I-I'm sorry.



   

                   

Gentlemen... uh, Father...



   

                   

What I'm saying, rambling on,

if I offended you...



   

                   

no-no hard feelings?



   

                   

That's fine.



   

                   

You gonna help me

with that deer?



   

                   

I mean, I'd die



   

                   

if I thought

I'd offended you.



   

                   

Hey, no big deal.



   

                   

Or anybody associated

with the shrine.



   

                   

Here, a little-little token.



   

                   

Take them, please.



   

                   

Take some back

to your friends.



   

                   

It's got the Weeping

Virgin on one side,



   

                   

a thermometer on the other.



   

                   

Awful handy, really.



   

                   

Well, it's a cool day out.



   

                   

Button up.



   

                   

No hard feelings, Father?



   

                   

Go with God.



   

                   

Hey, I have that same coat.



   

                   

Harry, here's a list.



   

                   

I also need a few shells

for the old   -gauge.



   

                   

The damn car is all stoved in,



   

                   

fender busted,

need a new radiator.



   

                   

How am I gonna afford that?



   

                   

I'll end up going to your

church, I swear to God.



   

                   

Why don't you?



   

                   

Everything's so expensive.



   

                   

Canned goods.



   

                   

Cheaper to shop in Canada.



   

                   

So why don't you?



   

                   

Because my car's wrecked.



   

                   

If I walk over, how am I going

to get my groceries back?



   

                   

After what you've done for us,



   

                   

we'll go with you

and fetch your things back.



   

                   

That's very Christian of you.



   

                   

You know what the Bible says.



   

                   

What? What's that?



   

                   

You know.



   

                   

Matter of fact, I usually

do my shopping over there.



   

                   

I wouldn't let on to Harry.



   

                   

You think that's dishonesty,

you just go on and think it.



   

                   

I can't do it.



   

                   

You can, Jim,

it's a piece of cake.



   

                   

I can't do it.



   

                   

Now, you want to kill

yourself, that's fine,



   

                   

but there's two of us here,

and I'm counting on you.



   

                   

So you buck up, Jimmy,

and you act like a priest!



   

                   

Hail Mary, full of grace...



   

                   

Morning, Mrs. Blair.



   

                   

How are you today?



   

                   

Are you working hard?



   

                   

Well, we're looking



   

                   

for those convicts that escaped.



   

                   

Convicts, convic...



   

                   

Hey, I found 'em for you!



   

                   

I found your two lost priests.



   

                   

Where have you been?



   

                   

Uh... well... you know.



   

                   

Sheriff, you know who these are?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

Caroline has found

our lost priests.



   

                   

This is Father Brown

and Father Riley.



   

                   

Thank the Lord.



   

                   

We thought maybe

the convicts got you.



   

                   

Yeah, convicts.



   

                   

Had a jailbreak.



   

                   

Got me some killers

on the loose.



   

                   

That's all right, boys.



   

                   

But where have you been?



   

                   

And where are your clothes?



   

                   

Uh... they got lost

when, uh... you know.



   

                   

I found them coming

through the woods.



   

                   

Looked like a couple

of raggle-taggle gypsies.



   

                   

Gypsies?

Do you know who these are?



   

                   

This is Fathers Brown and Riley.



   

                   

Brown and Riley--

A New Look at Revelations?



   

                   

Uh-huh.



   

                   

These are two of the finest

thinkers in the church today.



   

                   

You're lucky you say you

were lost in the woods.



   

                   

You're lucky one

of my boys didn't



   

                   

get on you, take you

for the convicts.



   

                   

Oh, what would they have done?



   

                   

Done, well,

he would have shot you.



   

                   

We've been meeting

every bus for two days.



   

                   

That's all right boys,

you let 'em through.



   

                   

Now, you have a good day,

now, Mrs. Blair.



   

                   

We best be getting back now.



   

                   

We're going to help Mrs. Blair

with the groceries.



   

                   

George, George!



   

                   

Run along over with Mrs. Blair



   

                   

and help her with her shopping!



   

                   

We wired Arizona when

you didn't arrive on time,



   

                   

but they said they had no clue.



   

                   

Your monsignor is quite worried.



   

                   

Then the storm

and these prisoners...



   

                   

I don't know.



   

                   

I tell you something.



   

                   

Nothing was going to

keep us from coming here.



   

                   

Shall we go in?



   

                   

Get these chains



   

                   

knocked off at the blacksmith's,

then get into these priest duds



   

                   

and then back over the border.



   

                   

You call it, Neddy.



   

                   

-Coming?

-Yeah.



   

                   

I know

this must be



   

                   

quite a moment for you,



   

                   

having written so much

about the shrine,



   

                   

having never seen it.



   

                   

That's why I took you

back from the border.



   

                   

I knew how much you

wanted to be here.



   

                   

Thank you.



   

                   

The Weeping Madonna.



   

                   

I'm sure you'll find

something here that'll fit.



   

                   

God bless you both.



   

                   

God bless you, Father.



   

                   

God bless you.



   

                   

Father, Father, we-we've been



   

                   

waiting for you eagerly.



   

                   

We-we prayed for you.



   

                   

Yeah, uh, well, th...

we got delayed.



   

                   

I-I've read all your books.



   

                   

Thanks.



   

                   

You know, you don't look

a thing like your pictures.



   

                   

Fasting and prayer.



   

                   

Yeah, well, it's such an honor

to have men of your learning



   

                   

and of your reputation here.



   

                   

We-we were so

worried about you.



   

                   

Yeah, yeah.



   

                   

We wired the

diocese in Arizona.



   

                   

Yeah, he told us, he told.



   

                   

We appreciate it.



   

                   

Well...



   

                   

well, thank the Lord

you've-you've come.



   

                   

What... what's this?



   

                   

You don't know what that is?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

It's a clothespin.



   

                   

But, Father, why... why were you



   

                   

wearing it in your collar?



   

                   

Uh...



   

                   

Uh...



   

                   

The thing of it is, is...



   

                   

You know what it is?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

It's a... reminder.



   

                   

Any of us could be

snatched at any moment.



   

                   

Of course!



   

                   

When Thou givest them

their bread in due season



   

                   

Thy openest Thine hand...



   

                   

And filleth all things living

with thy blessing



   

                   

Gloria patri et filio

et spiritui sancto



   

                   

Sicut erat in principio,

et nunc, et semper



   

                   

Et in saecula saeculorum.



   

                   

Amen.



   

                   

Kyrie eleison



   

                   

Christe eleison



   

                   

Kyrie eleison



   

                   

Christe eleison



   

                   

Kyrie eleison



   

                   

Christe eleison



   

                   

Kyrie eleison.



   

                   

I'd like to add



   

                   

one special prayer

of thanksgiving.



   

                   

My brothers and guests

here today,



   

                   

a special prayer

of thanksgiving,



   

                   

for the safe arrival



   

                   

of Father Riley

and Father Brown.



   

                   

Many of us are acquainted

with their work,



   

                   

and we are all, I'm sure,



   

                   

glad of the opportunity

to meet them in person.



   

                   

We're thankful

for their presence,



   

                   

their scholarship

and their participation



   

                   

in the Procession of the Shrine.



   

                   

Today, a special blessing.



   

                   

Father Brown,

would you render it for us?



   

                   

I think you're Brown.



   

                   

I think you're Brown.



   

                   

You're Brown.



   

                   

Father Brown.



   

                   

Bishop Nogalitch points out

it's his turn to say the grace.



   

                   

Please tell the bishop



   

                   

we appreciate

his courtesy in ceding



   

                   

his position

to our new arrivals.



   

                   

Oh, let, let him

read. It's his turn.



   

                   

I don't want to get

in anybody's face here.



   

                   

No, no, Father Brown.



   

                   

Please. Honor us.



   

                   

Father?



   

                   

If you could follow me

to the lectern?



   

                   

You know what?



   

                   

Let's just say

s-something appropriate.



   

                   

Here's a good grace.



   

                   

Be nice to strangers,



   

                   

'cause sometimes

you're a stranger, too.



   

                   

This is not a fitting grace.



   

                   

What's wrong with it?



   

                   

It's a bit unusual, but

quite to the point, I thought.



   

                   

What are we, Protestants?



   

                   

Deo gratia...



   

                   

As soon as we pop

off the leg irons...



   

                   

Are you listening?



   

                   

You listening?



   

                   

Jimmy, get out

of it, will ya?



   

                   

Lay low here for a while.



   

                   

I'm gonna find some way



   

                   

to pop us out of these chains,



   

                   

and then we head

across the river.



   

                   

We're safe staying right here,

Ned.



   

                   

Yeah. Yeah, yeah.



   

                   

Until the real priests

show up, we're safe.



   

                   

I hope you'll participate



   

                   

in our lectures

later on in the Shrine.



   

                   

Oh, I'd like nothing better.



   

                   

Get these leg chains off,



   

                   

then it's straight

across the river.



   

                   

You lay low around here.



   

                   

Half an hour, meet you

right back here.



   

                   

Father Brown.



   

                   

Who's Brown?



   

                   

You are.



   

                   

Shall I enter your name

in the lottery?



   

                   

What's the prize?



   

                   

Oh, hey, don't bother.



   

                   

Well...



   

                   

No, I never won anything.



   

                   

Oh, you can never tell.



   

                   

I-I'll put you down.



   

                   

Oh...



   

                   

Afternoon, Bill.



   

                   

Sheriff.



   

                   

Going to need them horses

back this afternoon.



   

                   

Going back up

in the hills again?



   

                   

Well... they got

to be somewhere.



   

                   

They got no food,

prison clothes.



   

                   

Either they're

up there in the woods,



   

                   

or they're going

to cross down over here.



   

                   

You got the bridge staked out

pretty good, do you?



   

                   

Well, you best believe we do.



   

                   

We're bringing out the dogs.



   

                   

The dogs will be here

any minute.



   

                   

We've got the prison staff,

come down,



   

                   

stand guard on the bridge

with us.



   

                   

We'll catch them.

Don't you worry.



   

                   

Bring them back

whichever way they want.



   

                   

You ask me though,



   

                   

I think it'd be a lot less

problem, shoot to kill.



   

                   

That's what the Bible says,

isn't it?



   

                   

"They killed

and they shall be killed."



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

What was that?



   

                   

Well, I don't know.



   

                   

There she goes.



   

                   

Bless me, Father,

for I have sinned.



   

                   

It's been three weeks

since my last confession.



   

                   

Uh-huh.



   

                   

I can't help myself.



   

                   

Yeah, uh-huh.



   

                   

Please, Father.



   

                   

What?



   

                   

Help me.



   

                   

Okay, what, what, what is it?



   

                   

I can't help you

if you don't tell me.



   

                   

I've been sleeping

with this woman.



   

                   

Huh? All right, and what,

you're not married to her?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

-You're married to someone else?

-My wife.



   

                   

-Does your wife know about this?

-No.



   

                   

Then what are you

worried about then?



   

                   

Forget about it, stop whining.



   

                   

But I broke my vow.



   

                   

I'm such a sinner.

Help me.



   

                   

Okay, okay, look.



   

                   

Try to break off

seeing this broad.



   

                   

Say ten Hail Mary's,

make a good Act of Contrition,



   

                   

if you see the girl again,

pop back in, no big deal.



   

                   

God bless you.



   

                   

I can't, Father,

I can't help myself.



   

                   

You have to help me.



   

                   

Now, look,

I did what I could.



   

                   

You know, there's a time



   

                   

when a man's got to stand up,

take a stand.



   

                   

Why don't you take

a few days off,



   

                   

go in the woods, something,

make your peace with God.



   

                   

No, no, I can't leave town

until we catch those convicts.



   

                   

I'm stuck here in town.



   

                   

I'm in a state

of constant temptation.



   

                   

Please, I can't control myself.



   

                   

I need your help,

Father.



   

                   

You're a good man.



   

                   

You're a pious man.

Help me.



   

                   

How can I help you?



   

                   

Come with me.

Come with me.



   

                   

Talk to her,

talk to us together.



   

                   

Now, look, look, buddy...



   

                   

I've dragged her in sin, Father.



   

                   

Well, I'm sure...



   

                   

Father, please,

I'm begging you!



   

                   

-Please, help me!

-Get up, get up.



   

                   

Please, Father, please.

I need your help.



   

                   

All right, all right, all right,

all right, okay, okay.



   

                   

Okay.



   

                   

Okay.



   

                   

Thank you, Father.



   

                   

Get in there.



   

                   

Back, come on.



   

                   

Come on, come on.



   

                   

Take it out.



   

                   

Take it out.



   

                   

And I prayed.



   

                   

I prayed to the Blessed Virgin,



   

                   

and I prayed to Saint Anne,

and I asked,



   

                   

I asked myself, "Why,

why am I so weak?



   

                   

Why am I branded?"



   

                   

And I said, "Lord, Lord,

I am a fornicator.



   

                   

"What am I doing to myself

and to my wife?



   

                   

I am a fornicator."



   

                   

Shh.



   

                   

She can't hear-- the poor

child's deaf and dumb.



   

                   

Up here, Father.



   

                   

I brought this priest here

to avow our sins.



   

                   

I don't care.



   

                   

Whore, we have sinned.



   

                   

Hey, I don't care.



   

                   

And I told you I don't care.



   

                   

You did what you did.



   

                   

If you think it's a sin,

you live with it.



   

                   

Now, I'm busy now.



   

                   

Please, help me.

Please, help me.



   

                   

You got a problem?



   

                   

Stop coming here.



   

                   

You think you're filthy?



   

                   

You think you're a swine?



   

                   

All those names you say

while we're doing it?



   

                   

I'm going to be sick.



   

                   

You be sick--



   

                   

you be sick somewhere else.



   

                   

Well...



   

                   

He's got no cause to be

coming here like that.



   

                   

Yeah, well,

you don't like the guy,



   

                   

why'd you go to bed

with him for?



   

                   

For five dollars.



   

                   

What, do you have five dollars?



   

                   

I'll go to bed with you, too.



   

                   

What, you think that's a sin?



   

                   

You think I care?



   

                   

Your mumbo jumbo.

You think I...



   

                   

I slept with him, yeah,

and I'll sleep



   

                   

with anybody

comes up with five bucks.



   

                   

That thievery?

Yeah, throw me out.



   

                   

What you priests

pay me to work here,



   

                   

do your own goddamn washing.



   

                   

And don't you

talk to me about God.



   

                   

Don't you tell me about sin.



   

                   

Your religion's so good,

your God,



   

                   

get him to cure my little girl.



   

                   

Hey, cure that girl out

there, your Blessed Shrine.



   

                   

Your Saint Annie,



   

                   

your Weeping Virgin, yeah,

cure my little girl.



   

                   

Get out of here.



   

                   

You've got your nerve.



   

                   

I need a man.



   

                   

I need a husband.



   

                   

My little girl needs help.



   

                   

I got nothing.



   

                   

Are you gonna give me

those things?



   

                   

Are you gonna

give me those things?



   

                   

I wish I could.



   

                   

I wish you could, too.



   

                   

But you can't,



   

                   

so why don't you just get

the hell out of my life!



   

                   

Father, here.



   

                   

What's this for?



   

                   

It's for your

beautiful project.



   

                   

It's for the restoration

of the Shrine.



   

                   

Oh. I can't thank you enough.



   

                   

God bless you.



   

                   

It's for a good cause.



   

                   

You don't know the half of it.



   

                   

Here.



   

                   

Have a key chain.



   

                   

Thank you.



   

                   

Uh, actually,

I got five dollars.



   

                   

Get out of here!



   

                   

I had enough of your bullshit

for one day.



   

                   

Come on.



   

                   

Son of a bitch.



   

                   

I knew it,

those convicts are here.



   

                   

Here, get the scent,

quick, come on, come on.



   

                   

Yeah, who is it?



   

                   

Father?



   

                   

Yeah, what is it?



   

                   

Uh, I wanted to ask you...



   

                   

A New Look at Revelations,

you-you approached   :  



   

                   

"Love the Stranger,

for you yourselves



   

                   

were strangers once

in the land of Egypt."



   

                   

And-and you used the word,

a "sacrament."



   

                   

You liked that, huh?



   

                   

Well, yes, yes.



   

                   

I appreciated it.



   

                   

And-and what I believed was

an echo of the Gnostic.



   

                   

The-the ecstatic mold.



   

                   

Well, that is

to say a true...



   

                   

Well, that is to say, uh,



   

                   

a noninterpretive

understanding of the text.



   

                   

You got it.



   

                   

I did?



   

                   

I thought... I mean, I thought

that I did. I just...



   

                   

Forgive me if I'm running on.



   

                   

You know, here at the

monastery, we're-we're



   

                   

enjoined to silence

for most of the year.



   

                   

Yeah?



   

                   

And, you know,



   

                   

it's such a pleasure

when the bonds are lifted



   

                   

for the Feast of the Shrine.



   

                   

And then, this week,

to have all this company...



   

                   

It's a heady thing.



   

                   

Well, and then we-we heard

your bags were stolen and, uh,



   

                   

well, in-in line

with that verse,



   

                   

"kindness to the stranger,"



   

                   

uh, I wan...

I wanted you to have these.



   

                   

Get out of here.



   

                   

No.



   

                   

It's an honor.



   

                   

It's... it's an honor

meeting you.



   

                   

Back at ya.



   

                   

Hey, thanks.



   

                   

Well...



   

                   

Oh, God.

Oh, God.



   

                   

Here.



   

                   

We got to get out of here.



   

                   

Sheriffs all over the place.



   

                   

I-I really wanted to ask you,

will you sign my book?



   

                   

Sure, give it to me.



   

                   

We all, especially, enjoyed

your section about the Shrine.



   

                   

You liked that, huh?



   

                   

Oh, yes, very much.



   

                   

Which one am I?



   

                   

I think Father Brown and I,

we have to talk.



   

                   

Father? Fathers?



   

                   

Will you be coming

in the Procession tomorrow?



   

                   

Depends on

how things falls out.



   

                   

I can't give you

a definite yes or no.



   

                   

If you'll excuse us--



   

                   

we have to talk about

writing things.



   

                   

Oh, of course.



   

                   

What took you so long?



   

                   

I got lost.



   

                   

Look, that kid gave me

his beads.



   

                   

Yeah, I'm very happy for you.



   

                   

Hold still.



   

                   

Ah, thank you.



   

                   

Now, a dash across the river,



   

                   

and it's Free Street, baby.



   

                   

I'm with you, Neddy.



   

                   

Some booze and some broads,



   

                   

and this country

can kiss my ass!



   

                   

We hit the border, you make the

sign of the cross over the guy.



   

                   

I make the sign of the cross

over the guy.



   

                   

-Afternoon, Father.

-Afternoon, Afternoon.



   

                   

Open your book.

Look in your book.



   

                   

Mumble something.

Here we go.



   

                   

Down in your book.



   

                   

What do you think happened

to Bobby?



   

                   

I don't know.

We'll talk about it later.



   

                   

What's the first thing

you're gonna do



   

                   

-when you get free, Ned?

-Keep your mouth open, Jim,



   

                   

and we'll talk about it

on the northern side.



   

                   

I'm gonna do... I'm gonna do

something important.



   

                   

Yeah, that's fine.



   

                   

Figure you're only alive

so long,



   

                   

you might as well do

something with yourself.



   

                   

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh.



   

                   

Piece of cake.

Head in the book.



   

                   

Read the book,

mumble, over we go.



   

                   

I just wanted

to thank you.



   

                   

You don't owe me anything.



   

                   

It's so rare that someone cares,

you know.



   

                   

-You didn't say I was weak.

-Well, you know, that's...



   

                   

And I think I'm going

to tell my wife--



   

                   

just put it all at her feet.



   

                   

Well, that's a great idea.



   

                   

Father, would you do me

the honor of shaking my hand?



   

                   

-Sure.

-Thank you.



   

                   

Let Fathers Brown

and Riley through.



   

                   

Thank you.



   

                   

Thank you, Father.



   

                   

George!



   

                   

George!



   

                   

Stand over here!



   

                   

Not there, here!



   

                   

Almost home free.

We're almost home free.



   

                   

Head in the book.

Head in the book.



   

                   

Good day, Fathers.



   

                   

-Oh, no.

-What?



   

                   

Oh, no, it's the warden.



   

                   

No, no, don't run,

don't run, don't run.



   

                   

It's okay. We're okay.

It's okay.



   

                   

It's okay.



   

                   

One more minute

and over we go.



   

                   

I can't go back

to the joint, Ned.



   

                   

You don't have to.

Just read the book.



   

                   

Fathers, I'm looking forward

to the Procession.



   

                   

Oh, aren't we all?



   

                   

Now, friends of mine tell me



   

                   

you two are the authors

of some pretty deep books.



   

                   

Well, you know,

it depends on your taste.



   

                   

Well, I'd like to read

them sometime if I could.



   

                   

I mean, I think of myself

as a good Catholic.



   

                   

We'll send you some.



   

                   

Yep. I did a little

writing myself once.



   

                   

Did you, now?

That's great.



   

                   

Yeah, but I didn't have

any luck selling it.



   

                   

I was just wondering

if you just might have



   

                   

a look at this for me...



   

                   

Oh, my goodness!

Did we say our solemn prayer?



   

                   

We're busy right now.



   

                   

I understand.



   

                   

Gentlemen, it's all right.

Let them through.



   

                   

Folks, let them pass, please.



   

                   

Father?



   

                   

Father.



   

                   

Just find them.



   

                   

You instruct your men

to shoot on sight,



   

                   

or at my command.



   

                   

$    on the head

of each man, dead.



   

                   

Uh-huh.



   

                   

-You understand that?

-Yeah.



   

                   

$   .



   

                   

Father? Father.



   

                   

You didn't answer my question.



   

                   

You didn't answer my question.



   

                   

Is your shrine going

to cure my little girl?



   

                   

I mean, yous told me to be true,



   

                   

and I thought about it,



   

                   

and I thought I would be true.



   

                   

I-I'd be glad to be true.

What's in it for me?



   

                   

You understand?

If I believe?



   

                   

I can't talk to you now.



   

                   

Well, you could talk

to me before,



   

                   

when all you had

was shame and all.



   

                   

Why can't you talk now?



   

                   

-Why can't you talk now?!

-You're making a scene.



   

                   

Hey, uh, what's that

compared to eternal life?



   

                   

Well, they've gotta be

in this area,



   

                   

or they would have frozen

in the woods.



   

                   

You got a lot of spunk now.



   

                   

Why don't you just

get out of here!



   

                   

Will you beat it?!

Get out here!



   

                   

Screw you, Your Holiness!



   

                   

What, you think I didn't see

the way you looked at me--



   

                   

I said I'd go to bed with you?



   

                   

Will you...

for Christ's sake,



   

                   

will you shut up?



   

                   

What are you, too scared

or too cheap?



   

                   

If God really made the world,



   

                   

he should have put

some men in it.



   

                   

Look, you want to answer

my question for me?



   

                   

I... I can't do it.



   

                   

You want to lead us

to the shrine?



   

                   

You want to wash

away our sins?



   

                   

I'm ready to change.



   

                   

Go on, get this up!



   

                   

Damn you. Damn you.



   

                   

I'm already damned, Father.



   

                   

I'm damned to hell for adultery.



   

                   

I'm damned for eternity.



   

                   

What's a little rudeness

going to get me, two more weeks?



   

                   

That's what I want to know.



   

                   

Everybody's saying how I...



   

                   

Go away. Get out.



   

                   

You had no business

to come to my room.



   

                   

Get out of here.



   

                   

What, was that

the act of a man?



   

                   

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Who are you? Who are you?



   

                   

You don't know

what your life is.



   

                   

You don't know

what my life is.



   

                   

Who are you?

Live your own life.



   

                   

Just live your own life!



   

                   

Hey, why don't you?



   

                   

Who the hell are you

to talk to me?



   

                   

Why are you stuck up

in a monastery?



   

                   

Watch my little girl.



   

                   

We have a populace.



   

                   

You do not have a populace.



   

                   

When I am gone,

you have a populace.



   

                   

Until then, all you've

got is a bunch of suspects.



   

                   

All right, how do we

get past the warden?



   

                   

Shh.



   

                   

She's deaf.



   

                   

Okay, okay.

We can do this. We can do this.



   

                   

We just need a little thought.



   

                   

We need a plan.



   

                   

We're not going to panic, huh?



   

                   

Every house, clear it out!



   

                   

Send in the dogs!



   

                   

-Smoke them out!

-Well, people live here.



   

                   

I don't give a goddamn!



   

                   

People can live here

when those men are dead.



   

                   

-Now, just go easy.

-Easy?!



   

                   

You've got the wrong man.



   

                   

You got the convict clothing?



   

                   

What? Huh? Yes.



   

                   

We're going to go

house to house.



   

                   

Take some men around there.



   

                   

-Go, go around there.

-I'll do it.



   

                   

You stay here on the side

with me.



   

                   

Get the dogs, come on.



   

                   

Follow me. Follow me.

Over here. Over here, this way.



   

                   

I've been in tougher spots

than this before.



   

                   

He's over there!



   

                   

Easy, boy! Easy, boy!



   

                   

Who's in there?



   

                   

Uh-oh.



   

                   

Good evening.



   

                   

Hi, there.



   

                   

Good luck on the

lottery tomorrow.



   

                   

Uh-huh.



   

                   

You're not wearing any shoes.



   

                   

It brings us closer

to the earth.



   

                   

So this is the statue

that cries?



   

                   

I guess it is.



   

                   

And what does it do?

It grants wishes?



   

                   

Eh.



   

                   

I know what

I'd wish for right now.



   

                   

Huh?



   

                   

I'd wish for two

new pairs of shoes.



   

                   

Please, lady, give me and Ned,

two new pairs of shoes.



   

                   

I say we try

the river tonight, Ned.



   

                   

Yeah, what do we do,

walk on the water?



   

                   

Steal a boat?



   

                   

They got the waterfront sewed up

tighter than a football.



   

                   

Hey, what are you...?

Wait. We're not going back?!



   

                   

I mean, Bob...

Bob got across.



   

                   

You don't know

that Bobby got across.



   

                   

We got to believe that, Ned.

We got to.



   

                   

We do?



   

                   

Oh, yeah.



   

                   

Why?



   

                   

Because if we don't,

what are we going to believe?



   

                   

Where you going?



   

                   

To prayers and dinner.



   

                   

Oh.



   

                   

Get back!



   

                   

Get back!



   

                   

I'm telling you,

nobody lives here



   

                   

except for the goddamned...



   

                   

the bugs.



   

                   

Lady, I know you think

I'm a bad guy, but I know...



   

                   

and I know you been watching me.

but I'm not a bad person.



   

                   

Please, don't...

don't let them take me back.



   

                   

Please don't let them

take me back.



   

                   

Please...



   

                   

The Weeping Madonna.



   

                   

Oh. Hello, Father.



   

                   

That's the wonderful thing



   

                   

about what you've written--

you and your friend.



   

                   

We must never forget



   

                   

that it's simply

a hole in the roof.



   

                   

Yeah.



   

                   

That's why we were

so glad you could come.



   

                   

You know, your notion



   

                   

on the true meaning

of a miracle--



   

                   

well, I just want to thank you.



   

                   

I'm sorry if I disturbed you.



   

                   

Ah, well, uh, no,

I was just, uh...



   

                   

The word you're looking for

is "praying," I believe.



   

                   

It's not easy being

a priest all the time.



   

                   

I understand.



   

                   

Don't worry.



   

                   

It'll be all right,

my son.



   

                   

S-Sometimes it...



   

                   

Yes?



   

                   

Some...



   

                   

Sometimes I...



   

                   

It doesn't

help though.



   

                   

Mm-hmm.



   

                   

There is no help.



   

                   

Did you ask Her?



   

                   

I suppose I did.



   

                   

For what?



   

                   

For help to get from one place

to another place.



   

                   

Mm.



   

                   

Well...



   

                   

She's never let me down.



   

                   

Will you be marching

in the Procession tomorrow?



   

                   

Well, Father, in truth,

I have other things to do.



   

                   

I understand.



   

                   

That is a long walk into Canada.



   

                   

lnto Canada?



   

                   

Yes, it's a long walk

all the way,



   

                   

with the Shrine, into Canada.



   

                   

Oh!



   

                   

Oh. Oh!



   

                   

Are we still doing that?



   

                   

What?



   

                   

Carry... uh,

we're carrying it?



   

                   

Carrying it...

the thing... into Canada?



   

                   

Yes, we're still doing it--



   

                   

across the bridge

to our sister church



   

                   

on the Canadian side.



   

                   

Oh.



   

                   

Okay, thank you.



   

                   

I changed my mind.



   

                   

I want to march

in the Procession.



   

                   

It's too late.



   

                   

What do you mean, too late?



   

                   

You're late.

You're a day late.



   

                   

Well, we got delayed.



   

                   

They just closed up the list.



   

                   

Well, open the list up.



   

                   

Can't do it.



   

                   

What do you mean,

you can't do it?



   

                   

Can't do it.



   

                   

Uh-huh. Uh-huh.



    

                   

You want me

to go above your head?



    

                   

He doesn't understand

the meaning of the phrase.



    

                   

Uh-huh. He doesn't?



    

                   

It means, I'm going

to go to the head man.



    

                   

I'm going to rat you out.

I got a problem.



    

                   

I got a right to march

in that Procession.



    

                   

Now, you sign me up!



    

                   

This is not

a Christian attitude.



    

                   

You know what?



    

                   

You tell him, tough!



    

                   

He says that there is, uh,

something wrong about you.



    

                   

Yeah? You tell him

he don't know the half of it,



    

                   

unless he puts my name

on that list.



    

                   

All right.



    

                   

Who will your afflicted be?



    

                   

I'm sorry?



    

                   

He says,

"Are you deaf?"



    

                   

Who will your afflicted be?



    

                   

Afflicted?



    

                   

Who will be the afflicted person



    

                   

you will be

escorting in prayer



    

                   

for the intercession

of the Virgin?



    

                   

Why, we just thought

we'd be going ourselves.



    

                   

Yes. Yes, that...



    

                   

Yes. That's lovely.



    

                   

Let's live our lives

with no rules at all.



    

                   

Now, who will be the sick

or crippled



    

                   

or disabled person whom

you will be escorting across?



    

                   

Hey.



    

                   

Hey! Hey!



    

                   

Where's your mother?



    

                   

Where's your mother?



    

                   

Where's your mother? Huh?



    

                   

Where's Mommy?



    

                   

Aw!



    

                   

Ah! Mr. Holiness.



    

                   

Let me help you with this.



    

                   

Oh, no. I don't need your help.



    

                   

I want to ask you something.



    

                   

What, you want to take me

upstairs for a ride?



    

                   

You've got your nerve.



    

                   

Yeah. Yeah! I'm a sinner.



    

                   

Oh. Big of you to say so.



    

                   

But I want to change.



    

                   

Oh. Good luck.



    

                   

I want to take your little girl

on the Procession of the Shrine.



    

                   

You go to hell!



    

                   

Why, what's the matter?



    

                   

You don't believe

in Divine Grace?



    

                   

I told you, piss off!



    

                   

I don't... I don't

need your magic show.



    

                   

If God wants to take

your little girl...



    

                   

Hey, I told you, I don't want

your goddamn mumbo jumbo,



    

                   

and I won't let you

curse my kid with it.



    

                   

Wait a second. Please.

Please. Please.



    

                   

Isn't there anything...



    

                   

Isn't there anything which

would change your mind?



    

                   

What could I do

to change your mind?



    

                   

I'll tell you what

would convince me.



    

                   

What?



    

                   

Jimmy. Jim...



    

                   

Father Brown?



    

                   

Father Brown.



    

                   

Hey, Ned.



    

                   

I have to talk to you.



    

                   

Is there anything else

I should know, I mean, at all?



    

                   

Is this too scratchy?



    

                   

Jimmy!



    

                   

You get used to it.



    

                   

I have to talk to you.



    

                   

-Not now, Ned.

-Jimmy!



    

                   

I've got to work, okay?

I made my mind up.



    

                   

What, what?



    

                   

I'm going to check

into a deal here.



    

                   

What deal?



    

                   

Father Brown was going

to join our order.



    

                   

What?!



    

                   

It's three squares and a cot.



    

                   

Jimmy!



    

                   

I told you, Ned,

I'm not going back in.



    

                   

I got the way out, Jimmy.



    

                   

I got the way out!



    

                   

-You do?

-Yeah!



    

                   

We're about     feet

from freedom,



    

                   

and I can get us across.



    

                   

Don't go native on me now.



    

                   

What are you trying to do,

shine on my pal, huh?



    

                   

Changed our minds.



    

                   

Sorry, changed our mind.



    

                   

I can't believe it, Ned--

they're going to catch us.



    

                   

No, no, I promise you.



    

                   

No. All we need's a hundred

bucks off that shrine out there.



    

                   

Now, when the

Procession starts,



    

                   

I am going to be holding

onto a part of the float.



    

                   

Okay, good, good.



    

                   

Then Father Levesque will say,



    

                   

"Suffer the little children

to come unto me."



    

                   

Here, take one of these.



    

                   

-Then I will hold out my hands,

-Uh-huh.



    

                   

then you will come

forward with the child,



    

                   

bring the afflicted

child forward...



    

                   

Right.



    

                   

...so that the child...

so that the child can join



    

                   

the group of

afflicted children.



    

                   

Uh-huh.



    

                   

I'm trying to explain

these rules to you,



    

                   

Yeah, I'm listening,

I'm listening.



    

                   

so that you will be

able to follow them



    

                   

when the time comes.

Good, okay, good.



    

                   

Then, the child will

stand in the group.



    

                   

-You will stand near the child

-Okay, okay.



    

                   

and wait for the signal

from Father Levesque.



    

                   

-Okay, good, good.

-Are you following this,



    

                   

Yes, I'm listening.



    

                   

because we won't be

able to discuss it



    

                   

-at the time.

-Uh-huh, okay, okay.



    

                   

We can only discuss it now.



    

                   

Hail Mary.



    

                   

-Now, first,

-Okay.



    

                   

we will all gather

into the square,



    

                   

Uh-huh.



    

                   

and then there will

be the brass band,



    

                   

and the children's choir

will say the "Ave Maria,"



    

                   

Uh-huh.



    

                   

and then they will raise

the crucifix,



    

                   

Uh-huh.



    

                   

the altar boys will gather,



    

                   

Father Levesque will raise

his hand, and then you say what?



    

                   

I say, "Follow,"



    

                   

uh... "I will pray

for the inter...



    

                   

"inter... in-inter... in-int...



    

                   

The intercession.



    

                   

...intercession

of the unfortunates."



    

                   

-Yes.

-You got my money?



    

                   

Excuse me?



    

                   

You got my money?



    

                   

The Procession's starting

in    minutes.



    

                   

What's this? Excuse me,



    

                   

aren't we going to

finish discussing this?



    

                   

Yeah, it's going

to be fine, will ya?



    

                   

Hey, you are one

money-grubbing bitch!



    

                   

What's the matter with you?!



    

                   

Whatever, but the kid

don't march in the parade



    

                   

without I get

a hundred bucks.



    

                   

Hey, you're going

to get your money!



    

                   

You're going to get

your goddamn money!



    

                   

How'd you get this way?!



    

                   

None of your business.

What are you to me?



    

                   

What are you to me?

Nothing.



    

                   

What? You want me to pray?



    

                   

You want me to screw?



    

                   

You want me to march

in the parade? Pay me.



    

                   

Nice talk in front

of your kid, huh?



    

                   

She can't hear you.

She's deaf.



    

                   

They shot him!



    

                   

They shot him!



    

                   

They shot who?

They shot who?



    

                   

The one they were

looking for, the convict.



    

                   

He was trying

to steal the money.



    

                   

Jimmy.



    

                   

They shot the convict!



    

                   

They shot the convict!



    

                   

He tried to get away,

but they shot him.



    

                   

They shot the convict.



    

                   

Oh. Where? Where? Where?



    

                   

Well, he ran inside

the general store.



    

                   

Well, they chased him

inside the general store,



    

                   

and he tried to get a gun.



    

                   

Move! Move! Move! Move!

Move! Move! Move!



    

                   

-Move! Move!

-Coming through!



    

                   

Warden, I was just about to...



    

                   

Send for the doc.



    

                   

Get some more men over here.



    

                   

It's him.



    

                   

We've got our convict.



    

                   

I think he needs a priest.



    

                   

I'm a priest.



    

                   

Father... Father,

I've been shot.



    

                   

I'm very happy for you.



    

                   

He was trying to steal.



    

                   

I saw him over

by the gun case...



    

                   

Come on, come on,

get him out here.



    

                   

Get him locked up.



    

                   

If he's gonna die,

let him die in jail!



    

                   

It's a priest!

It's a priest!



    

                   

Let him through.



    

                   

Jimmy, I'm so sorry-- I told you

we got to get out of here.



    

                   

What the hell are you talking

about? I ain't gonna die!



    

                   

Get this goddamn priest

out of here!



    

                   

Bobby.



    

                   

This man is on his last leg.

Come on, hurry up!



    

                   

Get out of the way,

get out of the way, move back.



    

                   

Come on, get that goddamn thing

in here.



    

                   

All right. Gently, men, gently.



    

                   

Get him down.

Come on, get him down there.



    

                   

Now, look,

he gives you any sass,



    

                   

you let him drown



    

                   

in his own blood.



    

                   

Ned?



    

                   

Ned?



    

                   

Wait a minute. Wait a minute!



    

                   

Get me that priest.

Get me that priest!



    

                   

I want to talk

to that priest.



    

                   

Father, this way now.



    

                   

I want to confess my sins!



    

                   

You son of a bitch, ain't there

a Christian among you?!



    

                   

All right, Father, this way.



    

                   

He don't look that sick.



    

                   

Excuse me.



    

                   

I don't think he's religious.



    

                   

Get me that priest!



    

                   

Forgive this poor boy

for what he did.



    

                   

He knew not what he did.



    

                   

Deliver him from evil. Amen.



    

                   

But let him... let him...



    

                   

let his soul rest

in some peace



    

                   

for all the terrible

sins he did.



    

                   

He... he was a bad person,



    

                   

but-but he-he repents

for his sins.



    

                   

Bless me, Father,

for I have sinned.



    

                   

I thought you were dead.



    

                   

It's been a long time

since my last confession.



    

                   

Yeah, but why'd you have

to shoot that deputy, Bob?



    

                   

Cut the comedy, huh? You

would've done the same thing.



    

                   

I'm not asking you

where you got



    

                   

the priest togs, am I?

That's your business.



    

                   

Just tell me

how we get out of here.



    

                   

I'm sorry for you, Bob.



    

                   

You're what?



    

                   

You stand to gaff for the men

you shot-- I am so sorry--



    

                   

and if there's anything

I could do



    

                   

to make you more comfortable...



    

                   

What, are you joking?



    

                   

What can I do, Bob?



    

                   

You know, hey...



    

                   

You.



    

                   

Doc says you're going to live

long enough for us to fry you.



    

                   

Escape from prison,



    

                   

murder of two guards...



    

                   

murderous assault

on an officer...



    

                   

Now, Father, you finish up here.



    

                   

I'm coming back in here

in five minutes...



    

                   

and then you're going to tell me

where those other two men are.



    

                   

That's right.



    

                   

What can I do, Bob?



    

                   

What can I do to get you

out of here? What can I do?



    

                   

I don't know, but you better do

it, or I'm gonna turn you in.



    

                   

-They'll send us back inside.

-lnside?



    

                   

No, you won't be going

back inside.



    

                   

I rat you out, we're all gonna

fry for those guards we shot.



    

                   

Ex-Excuse me?



    

                   

Excuse me, excuse me,

you shot the guards, Bob.



    

                   

You shot the guards.



    

                   

No, I think not.

I think you shot the guards.



    

                   

Oh, no, no.

You shot the guards, Bob.



    

                   

No, I think you shot them.



    

                   

I think that

you shot the guards,



    

                   

and I think that that's going

to be my dying confession.



    

                   

So, what are you going to do

to get me across that border?



    

                   

Father, are you about done?



    

                   

Yeah.



    

                   

I believe he's dying.



    

                   

I'm going back--

I have to get another priest



    

                   

to help me administer

the last rites.



    

                   

Well, we'll be upstairs, Father.



    

                   

Santa Maria



    

                   

Here, put this on.



    

                   

I couldn't get

the hundred bucks.



    

                   

Where the hell you been?



    

                   

-Bobby's in the slammer.

-What?



    

                   

Yeah. He's in the jail.



    

                   

He shot a cop,

and they shot him.



    

                   

They got him here?



    

                   

Look, he saw me,

he knows we're here.



    

                   

He says he's gonna rat us out

unless we help him escape.



    

                   

We have to take him with us.



    

                   

I don't get it.



    

                   

-He says he's gonna rat us out?

-Yeah, yeah.



    

                   

Well... well,

let him rot in there.



    

                   

I'm way ahead of you--

he says



    

                   

either he sees us

coming back to save him,



    

                   

or he blows the whistle

before we can get across.



    

                   

He's giving us five minutes.



    

                   

How are we gonna get across?



    

                   

I have no idea.



    

                   

Amen.



    

                   

And now,

as is traditional at this time,



    

                   

before our Procession,



    

                   

we will have the drawing

of our lottery.



    

                   

And now I call up

to stand beside me...



    

                   

Ah. Father Brown.



    

                   

Father Brown?



    

                   

Father Brown?



    

                   

There he is!



    

                   

There he is-- Father Brown.



    

                   

It's another...

it's another Father Brown.



    

                   

No, no, no, it's...

it's another Father Brown.



    

                   

It's another Father Brown.

It's not this one.



    

                   

Ned...



    

                   

Father Brown.



    

                   

I never won anything before.



    

                   

I'm really anxious

to get back down there



    

                   

so the Procession will go on.



    

                   

It is with great happiness that

I present to you, Father Brown,



    

                   

whom, we may say,

the hand of God himself,



    

                   

has chosen to deliver



    

                   

this year's sermon on the

miraculous properties



    

                   

of the Shrine

of the Weeping Virgin.



    

                   

Father Brown.



    

                   

Oh, God...



    

                   

"Have you ever felt

completely alone?



    

                   

"Alone in a world



    

                   

"of danger, and no one

to rely on?



    

                   

"Danger on every hand,

in a world fraught with danger,



    

                   

"and at the brink of death,

I felt in my pocket,



    

                   

and what did I find?"



    

                   

What did I find?



    

                   

Nothing.



    

                   

There's nothing there.



    

                   

It's all in your head.



    

                   

Well, they can take the money

from you.



    

                   

They can take the position

from you.



    

                   

I don't know, they can whip you.



    

                   

People turn their back on you.



    

                   

Everything happens to everybody.



    

                   

And you ain't gonna find nothing

in your pocket



    

                   

that can stave it off.



    

                   

Nothing can stave it off.



    

                   

Pain...



    

                   

affliction... we say "power."



    

                   

Power doesn't do it.



    

                   

"Cause you'll never have enough.



    

                   

Money?



    

                   

I don't know.



    

                   

You know anybody who has enough?



    

                   

Still, trouble befalls us.



    

                   

Everyone has that sadness

in their heart.



    

                   

Some people are meant

to be hard.



    

                   

I don't know.



    

                   

It seems like they are.



    

                   

We meet them.



    

                   

Is God good?



    

                   

I don't know.



    

                   

All I know is...



    

                   

something might give you

comfort.



    

                   

And maybe you deserve it.



    

                   

If it comforts you,

to believe in God, you do it.



    

                   

That's your business.



    

                   

People have guilty...



    

                   

you know...



    

                   

guilty secrets.



    

                   

But if that's yours, that you

want to go believe in something?



    

                   

Well, that's not so bad.



    

                   

All right.



    

                   

I don't want your money.



    

                   

Just take the kid

on the Procession



    

                   

and pray for her.



    

                   

And just you be careful

and hold her hand.



    

                   

What's this?



    

                   

This is our ticket

across the bridge.



    

                   

We got to get out of here.

We got ten seconds.



    

                   

Ten seconds.



    

                   

Don't move!

Don't move!



    

                   

If there's any trouble,

I'm coming out shooting.



    

                   

If there's any trouble,

it's too late.



    

                   

Trust me, you'll be

the first to go.



    

                   

What's he doing here?



    

                   

How'd Bob get here?



    

                   

I'll tell you later.



    

                   

Come on, let's get

out of here.



    

                   

They, uh, take the Madonna

that belongs partly to us



    

                   

and the sister parish

across the river in Canada,



    

                   

and the priests, they just

walk it over there and...



    

                   

He's gone!



    

                   

He's gone!



    

                   

Tell those men

to go down to the river.



    

                   

Yes, sir.



    

                   

Come on, let's go.



    

                   

Oh, Warden.



    

                   

I'm so sorry.



    

                   

For all those who labor

and are heavily laden.



    

                   

My God.



    

                   

Nobody move!



    

                   

Hey, come back here.



    

                   

Any trouble...



    

                   

Not the girl, Bob, not the girl!



    

                   

Shut up!



    

                   

Molly! Molly!



    

                   

Molly! Molly! Molly!



    

                   

No! No!



    

                   

Get her.



    

                   

No!



    

                   

Rosie!



    

                   

Damn, just let me go.



    

                   

So long.



    

                   

No! No!



    

                   

No!



    

                   

Rosie!



    

                   

Help me! Please!



    

                   

Fred, Fred, help them out.



    

                   

That's okay.



    

                   

I'm gonna get back across.



    

                   

Back across with the Shrine.

Have to get...



    

                   

Father, thank you.



    

                   

Thank you.

You saved my little girl.



    

                   

Thank you so much.



    

                   

Don't thank me, thank God.



    

                   

She's talking.



    

                   

Oh, my God, she's talking.



    

                   

My baby's talking.



    

                   

He...



    

                   

con...



    

                   

convict.



    

                   

Got to keep my secret,

please, please.



    

                   

I cannot.



    

                   

Please, do good works

count for nothing?



    

                   

Come on, please,

don't betray me.



    

                   

He's a convict.



    

                   

Is this true?



    

                   

Yes.



    

                   

You're a convert?



    

                   

Yes, yes, we were both born...



    

                   

Lutheran.



    

                   

God forgives you.



    

                   

George. George!



    

                   

Quite a show yesterday.



    

                   

True bread and circuses.



    

                   

You liked that, huh?



    

                   

It's a true mis-application

of the teachings of Christ.



    

                   

You know, we're all

entitled to that now.



    

                   

You keep smiling.



    

                   

About time.



    

                   

Something funny?



    

                   

I'd have been just

as happy staying here.



    

                   

Uh-huh.



    

                   

Isn't that funny?



    

                   

Yeah, it's hysterical.



    

                   

Come on. Come on.



    

                   

Father Brown!



    

                   

We missed you at Matins.



    

                   

Yeah, well, I kind of

missed it, too.



    

                   

But what are you going to do?



    

                   

Are you coming to Lauds?



    

                   

Well, I think lauds

have their place,



    

                   

but as it is, we got

to get over to Canada.



    

                   

You know how it is.



    

                   

Father Brown.

Father Brown.



    

                   

I'd like to stick around

and enjoy your hospitality



    

                   

and so forth.



    

                   

Father Brown!



    

                   

We all enjoyed your sermon

last night.



    

                   

That's good,

I'm glad you did.



    

                   

Are you leaving with the others?



    

                   

Yes, I think we are.



    

                   

Well, we have to.



    

                   

Father Brown.



    

                   

-Well, we got to go.

-Father Brown.



    

                   

Funny, right, I could

have stayed in there.



    

                   

Yeah, I told you it was funny.

I told you it was funny.



    

                   

Now calm down, okay?

Calm down.



    

                   

We get to the border,



    

                   

you make the sign of the cross

over the guy,



    

                   

I make the sign of the cross

over the guy, over we go.



    

                   

-Okay?

-Okay.



    

                   

See you in Vespers.



    

                   

You bet your life.



    

                   

I suppose I should thank you.



    

                   

Happy to serve.



    

                   

Yeah, I suppose it's a miracle.



    

                   

Still asleep?



    

                   

Yeah, doc says she should sleep

until noon.



    

                   

Thank God.



    

                   

What was she shouting

at us yesterday?



    

                   

Speaking in tongues.



    

                   

You worked a miracle,

is that the truth?



    

                   

Hey, believe

what you want to believe.



    

                   

What, are you still trying

to pick a fight with me?



    

                   

Still?



    

                   

No, no, I'm not picking a fight.



    

                   

No, matter of fact,

no, I was moved.



    

                   

I was moved, I was moved.



    

                   

I was thankful what happened.



    

                   

What, is that so strange?



    

                   

No, no, not strange at all.



    

                   

Well, then, what about this?



    

                   

I was moved,



    

                   

and I'm thinking about

I'll take holy orders.



    

                   

Holy orders?



    

                   

Yeah.



    

                   

Uh-huh.



    

                   

You sure that's what

you want to do?



    

                   

Well, can you think of

a better idea, Father?



    

                   

A better idea?



    

                   

A better idea?



    

                   

Yeah. Yeah.



    

                   

Maybe I can.

Maybe I can.



    

                   

A better idea?



    

                   

Well, you want to share it

with me, Father?



    

                   

All in good time,

all in good time.









  

 
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