We're No Angels Page #3

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to 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?

- 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.

I can't help myself.

Please, Father.

- What?

- Help me.

Okay, what is it?

I can't help you if you don't tell me.

I've been sleeping with this woman.

All right, and you're not married to her?

- No.

- You're married to someone else?

- My wife.

- Your wife know about this?

- No.

- What are you worried about, then?

- Forget about it, stop whining.

- But I broke my vow.

I'm such a sinner. Help me.

Okay, look,

try to break off seeing this broad.

Say 10 Hail Marys,

make a good act of contrition...

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, I can't leave town

till 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.

- Talk to her, talk to us together.

- Look, buddy...

- I've dragged her in sin, Father.

- I'm sure you'll...

Father, please, I'm begging you!

- Please, help me!

- Get up.

Please, Father, please.

I need your help.

All right, okay.

- Okay.

- Okay.

Thank you, Father.

Come on, get in there. Back, come on.

Come on, take it out.

Wait a minute. Take it out.

And I prayed.

I prayed to the Blessed Virgin,

and I prayed to Saint Anne...

and I asked myself,

"Why? Why am I so weak?

"Why am I branded?" And I say, "Lord...

"I am a fornicator.

"What am I doing to myself

and to my wife?

"I am a fornicator. "

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.

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 gonna be sick.

You be sick,

you be sick somewhere else.

Well...

He's got no cause

to be coming here like that.

You don't like the guy,

what'd you go to bed with him for?

For $5.

What, do you have $5?

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 that comes up with $5.

That's evil? 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.

Cure that girl out there.

Your blessed shrine...

your Saint Anne...

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.

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.

- Actually, I got $5...

- Get out of here!

I've had enough of your bullshit

for one day.

Come on.

Son of a b*tch.

I knew it. Those convicts are here.

Here, get the scent, quick, come on.

Yeah, who is it?

- Father?

- Yeah, what is it?

I wanted to ask you...

A New Look At Revelation,

you approached 10:19...

"Love the stranger, for you yourselves

"were strangers once

in the land of Egypt. "

And you used the word, a "sacrament. "

You liked that?

Yes, I appreciated it.

And what I believed was

an echo of the Gnostic.

The ecstatic mode.

That is say, a true...

Well, that is to say...

a non-interpretive

understanding of the text.

You got it.

I did?

I mean, I thought that I did. I just...

Forgive me if I'm running on.

You know, here at the monastery...

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 heard

your bags were stolen, and...

Well, in line with that verse,

kindness to the stranger...

I wanted you to have these.

Get out of here.

No. It's an honour.

It's an honour meeting you.

Back at you. Hey, thanks.

Well...

Oh, God.

Here. We got to get out of here.

Sheriffs are all over the place.

I really wanted to ask you,

will you sign my book?

Sure, give it to me.

We all especially enjoy your section

about the shrine.

- You liked that?

- 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.

Of course.

- What took you so long?

- I got lost.

- Look, that kid gave me his beads.

- I'm very happy for you.

Hold still.

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...

- Afternoon, Fathers.

Afternoon.

Open your book. Look in your book.

Mumble something. Here we go.

Open 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 something important.

- Yeah, that's fine.

Figure you're only alive so long...

you might as well do

something with yourself.

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.

- You know, that's...

And I think I'm gonna tell my wife,

just put it all at her feet.

- That's a great idea.

- Father, would you do me the honour...

- of shaking my hand?

- Sure.

Thank you.

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