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IN YOUR HANDS:

I only graduated

from seminary last year.

It's a long course.

Then Kristian phoned -

- to say he was ill, -

- was going on leave, and that

I should apply to stand in for him.

He's my former teacher.

A prison priest -

- has to help the prisoners

with the guilt they bear.

And to help them -

- to find absolution.

Yes, Anna.

He certainly recommends you.

He thinks you are extremely good.

Supportive, committed.

But it's not our usual practice.

What isn't?

Appoint newly qualified priests

for prison duty.

How about that film, then?

Or you could get some sleep

before you go to work.

My sister phoned.

She's pregnant again.

Yet again?

Did she pendulum herself

to see what sex it was?

Maybe she'll purge my aura or get

her shaman to cast his bones for me.

OK, Anna, OK!

You're horrid.

Item:
one transferee.

Kate Kristoffersen.

Now, behave yourself!

Ask them to retrain you as a nanny.

What's all this?

- Or another job with babies.

Cut it out.

That looks splendid, Kate.

If you hurry

you'll be in time for breakfast.

What do you want?

- A bowl.

They're over here.

Thanks.

- You're welcome.

What's your name?

- Kate.

What are you in for?

I'm Lizzie and I'm innocent, too.

None of us has done a thing.

You're Kate?

- Yes.

I know someone

who did time with you at Vestre.

I've heard things about her.

- You're worse gossips than my mum.

They said she detoxed in 24 hours

without even cold turkeying.

Great!

- It's impossible.

It takes a week of chucking up

and crapping all over yourself.

I'm sick of hearing

about junk. More coffee?

Yes, please.

Every time you see a door you'll

think of your keys...

Hi!

- This is se. And Anna.

Kristian's stand-in.

I've put Kate Kristoffersen into 367.

Good luck!

- Thanks.

Have we got bad breath?

Good morning.

Good morning... this is Anna,

our new priest as of today.

Hi! If there's anything you want

to talk to me about, just come to me.

Or if there's anything

I can help you with.

Get ready, now!

Workshop in ten minutes!

Take it easy!

- Ten minutes!

Hi.

Thanks.

I'd better get on with my work.

- Thanks for your help.

You're welcome.

She came in this morning, right?

- Because of pusher trouble.

What kind?

I suppose she got in their way.

This junk stuff makes me sick.

I've started getting letters.

"Hi, c*nt. We're going to

cut you up. And your wife."

"And your little kids

...See you soon!"

Wow!

- Upset them and they send you this.

Or they get their lovers to.

Great job, eh?

Hey!

Are you about to pray or something?

- I wasn't, actually...

Because I've got to do the cleaning.

Hi, I'm Anna.

Marion.

Are you sure

you understand this?

What do you mean?

"She is an ordained priest

and spiritual counsellor..."

Put it back!

Goodness me! "Her duty is to

dispense the Word of God -

- and to minister the holy

Sacraments in the Congregation..."

I don't understand a word of it.

I'm going to bed.

No!

I can't concentrate.

That's OK.

Is something the matter?

The way they looked at me!

"Is that what

they mean by a priest?"

Come on! They're used to Kristian.

He looks like a good old-fashioned

priest with white hair and specs.

I so much want to preach on

something relevant to their lives.

"Preach"! I don't like the word.

You'll be a great priest, man.

You only say that

because you want sex.

Yes.

He is really ill.

Kristian.

He's at a clinic in Germany.

OK...

- They say it'll take a miracle.

For him to recover.

It'll take a miracle

for me to recover, too.

The Devil created night shifts,

I can tell you.

See you.

Wake me up when you get home,

all right?

I will.

Why don't you just give it up?

Can't Jossi give her some?

- Jossi refuses.

Why?

She's been shagging for dope

though she owes Jossi a bundle.

She'll have a lousy night.

- Jossi is a cow.

It's 9.30. Time to go to your cells.

Keep your shirt on!

- You, too, Lizzie.

Chill, man! We've loads of time.

- Now, then!

Some water?

...Good night.

Good night, all.

It's nearly 9.30.

Lizzie, where are you going?

- For a pee.

Be quick, then.

Marion? Go back to your cell.

Are you off now, too?

- The next shift is due on now.

How about a beer?

- Another night, maybe.

OK.

- Yes.

Please help me!

Please help me...

Good morning...

God can see through all our crimes

and all our guilt.

But that doesn't absolve

any of us of responsibility.

On the contrary.

The burden is all the greater, -

- because the knowledge

that guilt is in all of us -

- means that each of us

bears everybody's guilt, -

- and we must all bear the

knowledge of one another's burden.

God sees that we are other than,

and more than our actions.

The truth is that to God

no human is inhuman.

Amen.

Thanks!

Aren't you meant to have a helper?

- Yes, as a matter of fact I am.

I'd like to be your helper, then.

The old priest

had one called Bodil, but...

...I think she died.

Right! If you'd like to,

that'd be great!

Do priests really believe Jesus could

walk on water and wake the dead?

We regard it more as a metaphor, -

- a picture showing that faith

can do great things.

So you don't really believe in it.

- We do!

We believe that

for God anything is possible.

Can I put these down here?

- Yes.

But sometimes making do with

just believing is very difficult.

I believe in it.

And I know somebody who can do it.

Do what?

Perform miracles.

- Oh?

The new girl.

Kate. She can.

OK?

They say she saw something

really amazing one night.

I mean... she received

a visit from God.

And he talked to her.

Oh?

She has cured me.

I sat beside her and then...

There is something

about God and her.

Shall I make some coffee?

- I could do with a cup.

Only two? Come on!

Want a job?

- A job?

You can take over from Kiki

as my stash.

I'm not interested.

- You're not interested?

I'm clean. Kate helped me.

She can do stuff like that.

I'II be your personal officer

while you are in prison here.

If you need anything or have

any questions, just come to me.

Now, the rules

for doing up your cell...

I haven't moved anything.

- No.

But we have rules.

Fire precautions.

Maybe you don't want

to move things round?

No.

All right.

If you have any trouble

of the kind you had at Horserd -

- I'd like you to come to me.

I'd like a day's supervised leave.

To go to my sister's wedding.

What lovely handwriting she has!

I'II have to phone her

to check she's invited you.

Of course.

You may make phone calls to

four specified phone owners.

The prison has to approve them.

We need their numbers and names.

3686...

8963...

- Which belongs to...

That's my sister's number.

And...?

That's all.

Well... I'll be the officer

who accompanies you.

Excuse me...

I can't make my computer work.

I can't get it to behave...

- Just a moment.

Hey! Stop that!

What's going on?

Shut up!

Shut up!

Hi! My name is Anna.

Mine isn't.

Mine's Kate.

You're Kate -

- and I'm the stand-in priest.

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