Sister Act 2: Back in the Habit Page #2

You're makin' me sound

like a disease.

We are struggling here with

a community that is tired...

and worn

and despairing.

We saw this school

as some sort of renewal...

but it's. It's becoming

a hopeless situation.

We have nowhere else to turn.

We are desperate women. Deloris.

We need you.

- Oh! I don't...

- Now. Come.

Look. Think of the children.

We must invest

in their future.

It is our duty.

And who better

to help us than you?

- I'm a lounge singer.

- You are the perfect example

of how a sow's ear...

can be turned

into a silk purse.

Hmm. Well. I probably wouldn't

put it quite like that.

I mean. Iook... I mean. Really. I mean.

my career's startin' to take off.

You know. L-I kind of wanna

get into my success.

A success you might

not have had...

without the help of certain

supportive friends...

who shall remain nameless.

Oh. So you're gonna be like

that. Huh. With the guilt?

Guilt? Huh.

I would never use guilt.

I'm a nun.

All right.

I'll do it for you.

Oh. Thank you. Deloris.

I knew we could count on you.

But you're just talkin'

about like a week. Right?

I don't think we should restrict

ourselves to a time frame.

Sisters. Sisters.

Deloris has agreed

to join our teaching staff.

- So could you take her

to the changing room?

- Sure. Absolutely.

He...

Somebody tell me why I'm

dressed like this again.

The Fathers here at St Francis

are. Uh. Very strict...

Well. I-if they were to find out

that you're neither a nun or

a teacher. Well. They might...

- What. Ask me to leave?

- In a New York minute.

- Yeah. Well. Now I'm undercover again.

- Eh. It could be fun.

Convent living's

kind of grim.

All I need's a bed

and a place to kneel.

Wait till you see what we have

in the room for you.

Oh. Come on. You didn't go out

and do something silly. Did you?

- Well. Maybe.

- What did you put in. A bidet?

- A bi-what? Wh... No.

- Never mind. Don't worry. What is it?

- A watched pot never boils. You'll wait.

- No. No. No. Don't tell her.

- Okay.

- It's a surprise.

- Ready?

- Aw. C'mon.

- One. Two. Three.

- One. Two. Three.

Curtains.

- Sometimes it resembles

a battleground at recess here.

- Yeah.

- For the most ca... part. The

kids are really well-behaved.

- Yeah.

- Hey. Sister Tracy.

- A new... A new nun.

Yeah. Sister Mary

something-or-other.

- I'm. I'm terrible with names. Come in.

- Mm-hmm.

- Who was that?

- Uh. Well. The older one is our

principal. Uh. Father Maurice.

And the other one is our

school administrator. Mr Crisp.

He's only been here

just a few months.

- Looks familiar. I think

I've seen her somewhere before.

- Oh?

- Just long enough to hate us.

- Yeah. Well. Some of the kids

call him the devil incarnate.

I just think he's got

a bad case of the grumps.

I don't care who he is.

I just wanna put the top up on my car.

If there's a car left.

What does she mean by that?

Is that a joke? Hey!

I'd like you all to join me

in welcoming the new addition...

to the teaching staff here

at St Francis. Sister Mary...

- Clarence.

- Clarence.

- Who will be teaching our. Uh...

- Music.

- Music. Is there still a music class?

- In a manner of speaking.

Why is he asking.

"Is there a music class?"

- How come he doesn't know

there's a music class?

- Shh. Don't.

Sister Mary Clarence will be

teaching our music class. Yeah.

Now. I. Uh. Think each of you should.

uh. Introduce yourselves.

Uh. I'll start.

I'm Father Ignatius.

I teach math.

I'm Thomas.

Ave, magistra nova.

- Latin teacher.

- Oh. Good.

- Excuse me.

- Ah. And. Uh. This is Mr Crisp.

Uh. This is. Uh.

Sister Mary Clarence.

Oh. Yes. The new nun.

Sister Mary Clemens.

- Clarence.

- Clarence. I'm sorry.

- Like in Thomas. You know.

- Oh.

- Yeah. I'm the music teacher.

- The music teacher?

- Yeah.

- I see. Oh.

- You're grippin' me here. Just... Yeah.

- Oh. Yes. I'm sorry.

Thank you. Thank you.

Yes. I. I just

stopped by to. Uh...

uh. Remind you of our

meeting this afternoon.

Yes. Yes. Oh. Yeah.

Well. Pardon the intrusion.

And bon apptit.

- Gruss Gott.

- Ah. And this is Father Wolfgang...

who. Uh. Cooks so.

uh. Uh. Diligently...

to administer to

our dietary needs.

For luncheon.

bratwurst a la Provence.

He only knows how to cook

one thing:
German sausage.

Day after day. Liverwurst.

bratwurst. Bierwurst.

It's the worst.

Oh. No. No. Jenny Craig.

I just couldn't. Thank you so much.

This. Uh. Needs a prayer.

Oh. Sister!

Oh. Sister Clarence...

I wonder if I could have

a word with you in private.

- Oh. No. I. I need to...

- No. Please.

Sure.

Thank you.

Oh. Uh. Won't you.

uh. Won't you sit down?

Yes. The Sisters tell me

that. Uh. Your last posting...

was at a women's prison facility

in the Louisiana bayou.

- What?

- It wasn't?

No. No. It was. It was.

It was. It was... Yes. Of course.

I mean. S... Yeah. No.

the prison was really rough on me...

and so. I. I b... . I b... . I b...

I been trying to. To...

wipe this experience from my mind

because it was so traumatic for me.

- Really?

- Yes!

They'd led me to believe

that you enjoyed it.

Well. In a m... Yes. I did!

It was... It was...

a traumatic enjoyment of an experience

that I should not have had...

and appreciated the way

that I did because I'm a nun.

And nuns are not meant to have

enjoyable experiences...

because they lead to

all kinds of situations...

which is where I found myself.

which is why I'm here now...

and I know that

you understand that.

Oh. Well. Yes. Indeed.

I do see what you mean.

- I knew. I knew you would.

- Well. Well. Now. As I do with

uh. All my new teachers...

I'd. Uh. Like to share with you

my theories about education...

gleaned from my years

of experience here...

as the principal

of St Francis.

I am an open book.

Discipline.

Mm-hmm.

Anything else to go with that?

That's it? Discipline?

Unfortunately. I think that's

pretty much all we can expect here.

Do you have any questions?

No. I. I feel as though I have

absorbed all I can from you.

Well. Then.

I wish you good day...

- And good luck.

- Thank you. Your Eminenceship.

Thank you so much.

Okay. Your Royal Pappyness.

- Piece of work. Isn't he?

- A prison? Oh. You lied to me.

and you're gonna go to hell.

You call. Vocant, they call.

are calling. Do call.

Voco, I call.

am calling. Do call.

Vocas, you call.

are calling. Do call.

Voco, I call.

am calling. Do call.

Class. Eyes up.

pencils down. Mouths closed.

Today. We're going to learn

a valuable lesson and maybe

have a little fun doing it.

- Yeah. Right.

- The topic for today: promiscuity.

Promiscuity. Who can

tell me what that means?

- Sandra.

- Sandra.

In your dreams.

Sandra. I know you have

a question burning inside there.

You can't answer

any questions about sex.

Oh. Don't be so sure. You don't have

to bite the donut to know it's sweet.

Come on. Plus. We have

the Bible right here.

- Sister Mary Clarence?

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