We're No Angels Page #2

shot their way out.

There you are.

I told you I needed your help.

Are these friends of yours, Caroline?

- My help?

- My car is stalled down at the garage.

I need you to haul

that deer down to the butcher's.

- 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'm sorry, gentlemen... Father...

What I'm saying, rambling on...

I offended you. 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.

- No big deal.

- Or anybody associated with the shrine.

Here, a little token. Take them, please.

Take some back to your friends.

We've got the Weeping Virgin

on one side...

thermometer on the other.

Awful handy, really.

Well, it's a cool day out. Button up.

No hard feelings, Father?

Go with God.

I have that same coat.

Harry, here's a list.

Also need a few shells

for the old 12-gauge.

Damn car is all stove in,

fender busted, need a new radiator.

How am I gonna afford that?

I should sure enough

go to your church, I swear to God.

Why don't you?

Everything's so expensive.

Canned goods.

- Cheaper to shop in Canada.

- Why don't you?

'Cause my car's wrecked.

If I walk over, how am I gonna

get my groceries back?

After what you've done for us...

we'll go with you

and fetch your things back.

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.

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.

You wanna 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?

- You're working hard?

- Well, we're looking...

for those convicts that escaped.

Convicts...

Hey, I found 'em for you!

I found your two lost priests.

Where have you been?

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.

- Convicts.

- Had a jailbreak.

Got me some killers on the loose.

That's all right, boy.

But where have you been?

And where are your clothes?

They got lost when... You know.

Found 'em 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 Revelation?

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 to you, take you for the convicts.

- What would they've done?

- Done? Why, they would've 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'd best be getting back now.

We gotta help Mrs. Blair

with her groceries.

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'll tell you something.

Nothing was gonna keep us

from coming here.

Shall we go in?

Get these chains knocked off

at the blacksmith's...

then into these priest duds

and 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, we've been waiting

for you eagerly.

We prayed for you.

We got delayed.

- I've read all your books.

- Thanks.

You know,

you don't look a thing like your pictures.

Fasting and prayer.

Yeah, it's such an honour

to have men of your learning...

and of your reputation here.

- We were so worried about you.

- Yeah.

We wired the diocese in Arizona.

Yeah, he told us. We appreciate it.

Well, thank the Lord you've come.

What's this?

You don't know what that is?

No.

It's a clothespin.

But, Father, why were you wearing it

in your collar?

The thing of it is...

You know what it is?

No.

It's a reminder.

Any of us

could be snatched at any moment.

Of course.

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 Nogalich 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.

Let him read. It's his turn.

I don't wanna get

in anybody's face here.

No, Father Brown. Please. Honour us.

Father...

if you could follow me to the lectern?

You know what?

Let's just say 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?

As soon as we pop off the leg irons...

You listening?

Jimmy, get out of it, will you?

Lay low here for a while,

I'm gonna find some way...

to pop us out these chains

and then we head across the river.

- We're safe staying right here, Ned.

- Yeah.

Until the real priests show up,

we're safe.

I hope you'll participate

in our lectures later on in the shrine.

I'd like nothing better.

We get these leg chains off,

then 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?

Don't bother.

- No, I never won anything.

- You can never tell. I'll put you down.

Afternoon, Bill.

Sheriff.

Going to need

them horses back this afternoon.

Going back up in the hills again?

They got to be somewhere.

They got no food, prison clothes.

Either they're up there in the woods

or they're gonna cross down over here.

You got the bridge staked out

pretty good, do you?

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

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