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- Good morning.

- Good morning.

How are you? - Good!

- Ah, see anything you like?

- No.

- What was that?

- I just found her when I was watering the plants!

No, no, no!

Not Mother Superior!

- Oh my...

- She's been here for hours.

It must have happened in the night.

- I was just going up to see her.

Has someone been using this scaffolding?

- Oona's been climbing to the roof.

We caught her sleepwalking, climbing the scaffolding.

- The scaffolding's a deathtrap! She needs to stay off it!

- There's other ways to get up.

She keeps finding them!

- She's up there every chance she gets.

She says it brings her closer to God.

I'm gonna get Conor to dismantle this.

We don't need another death here.

We need to get her inside. Nobody needs to see this.

This is unbelievable!

- Hey, hey! It's OK!

- Mother Superior!

- Oona! Let her be! - Stop! Oona, stop!

- Let her be. Let her be.

- Shhh...

- You think she... she felt anything?

- She didn't feel a thing. - No.

- She didn't feel a thing.

- Mother Superior's gone to God now.

OK.

- The Reverend Mother should have known

to stay away from here.

I'm surprised that we haven't had more accidents.

- The abbey is beautiful,

but there's structural problems all over.

Anything I have in my life is due to her and the order.

Whatever I can do to help...

- We know, Mr. Kinsella. - We need to deal with this.

- Nora, I think this should stay within these walls.

- What about the police?

- What about Mother Superior's family?

- We're her family.

- We'll have an election,

and the new Mother Superior can decide what to do.

- I think you're right.

I worry that news of this will bring in the city inspectors.

Now, I've got some pull,

but they'd shut you down until you had money for the repairs.

- We're scraping by, month by month.

- It's amazing she kept us open with our money problems.

- I'm afraid this is proof

that things are much worse than she let us know.

- I'll spread the word.

We keep this to ourselves

until we elect a new Mother Superior.

We therefore commit her body to the ground,

earth to earth, ashes to ashes and dust to dust...

in sure and certain hope

of the resurrection to eternal life through the Lord.

Amen.

Amen.

- It's been so long since one of us passed.

I forgot about the cake. - Mmm.

- You OK, Oona?

- Reverend Mother spent her whole life

preparing to meet with God.

I think earlier, when I...

- You're... You're in shock. It's OK.

- I felt terrible. I was being selfish.

- No! No! It's a normal reaction, Oona.

- I've had 2 pieces of cake to make up for it.

- I've gotta wash before prayer.

- You think she'll find another way up on the roof?

- Well, she won't stop.

And everyone's gonna be busy

freaking out about our next Superior.

- They're not gonna freak out.

- You haven't been here for an election.

This is the only time

a nun can voice her opinion about the leadership.

- Happy day, sisters.

- Happy day.

Doesn't sound so happy over at your table, though, Joy.

- Some of the sisters are too quickly done

celebrating Mother Superior's passing.

So I'm going to take my cake upstairs

and think about all the good things she did for us.

- She's the clear choice.

- Yeah, but some of the sisters feel

that we don't see enough of Joy.

I mean, she's often absent from...

- Yeah, because she doesn't wanna get involved in the drama.

- True, but we can put down any name we want.

And democracy allows any idiot to vote for the wrong candidate.

- Hmm! - It'll get ugly...

guaranteed.

- Whoever is the new Mother Superior,

she can't have her head in the sand.

- Oh, when you joined up,

nuns thought the most important thing

was to be jailed in protest.

- I'm not that old.

And, anyway, we're supposed to engage with life.

- And what happens when we do that?

The only women joining our order are those fleeing their country!

- Oh, grateful to be in your thoughts, Jean.

- I heard you joined to avoid marriage.

- And what were you avoiding, Sister Talia?

- The old ways have passed. We have to change.

- No! We cannot let them pass!

And that's why I won't vote for Joy or Cypriana!

- It's that stick-in-the-mud attitude

that's behind our dwindling donations.

Vote smart, sisters. We need a big change.

- Does she mean her?

- Nah, she turned it down. It's between Joy or Cypriana.

- You don't think Jean thinks she's in the running, do you?

- Oh, come on! She's holding out to be the first female pope.

- Yes, Jean probably thinks the others

should bow out and acclaim her.

The younger sisters will vote for Joy because she's so warm.

- She's like a mother. - Yeah.

- And the older nuns would vote for Cypriana

because they think she'll keep this place afloat

and they'll have someplace to stay in old age.

- Times are changing. - Yeah.

- You can't blame them for

worrying about what's going to happen.

Which explains why we're seeing

a lot more of Kinsella around here.

- Reverend Mother was protecting us.

- If there's no money, we'll be forced to leave!

Sister Cypriana!

Are you trying to sway votes, Oona?

- No.

- Our next Mother Superior is to be...

Sister Joy.

- Deus gratias!

Deus gratias!

- Deus gratias!

Deus gratias.

- Mmm!

Deus gratias.

- Sister Talia,

Mother Superior wants to see you.

- Just me?

I'm done listening to promises.

The abbey and all these buildings

are wasted on a handful of you

because someone in Rome was fond of the late Superior!

You either balance your books

or just admit that you need my guidance.

I promise you it'll be the end of this independence

and the waste of these facilities,

because I will move you downtown where I can keep an eye on you,

and we can finally put these buildings to good use.

- Cardinal Antonio.

Reverend Mother.

- Come in.

That will be all. Thank you, Cypriana.

- I'm so glad it's you.

- Well, it might not be for very long

if the Cardinal gets his way.

OK.

This is going to take a little getting used to.

Could you help me with this plant?

- Sure!

- There we go!

Cypriana doesn't want me to change anything.

But this place would fall apart

if she has a reason to stop running it so well.

So, I am going to try to keep her happy.

Could you come with me? - Yeah.

- Is this about the All Saints' Feast?

- I wish it was.

- Reverend Mother.

- Sister Mai.

- Am I in trouble?

- We're all in trouble.

The election was very close.

There was all kinds of dealmaking going on,

sisters trading promises for votes.

- Wow!

- And it was clear that it was going to be decided by one vote.

- That was true?

- It was true. It was Sister Mary.

And Mary kept flip-flopping between Cypriana and I,

so everybody was focused on her,

trying to win her vote for their side.

She chose me in the end.

Sister Mary may have paid with her life.

This wasn't an accident, Talia.

- Now, nobody else knows about this,

but they will very soon,

and we need to make sure this does not go public.

- But why?

- Our donations are drying up.

The Cardinal wants to take over,

and I fear this could be the final straw.

- Why would the Cardinal possibly object

to having the police come and take care of this?

- You don't understand what a struggle our independence is!

The Cardinal wants to turn back the clock,

which would make us servants to priests

who, frankly, do far less than we do.

I have not dedicated my life to the order

to have it tossed aside so simply.

- But why me? Why... why are you showing me this?

- I need this solved by somebody with your skills.

- Solved?

- You should have this.

No, I'm not... I'm not taking that.

Why do I need that?

- For your protection. Somebody is killing people here.

- Can you please open the door?

- I need your help.

- For what? I am not a detective!

- You have a history.

- That was not my choice!

- You understand how people kill.

You understand how, and you understand why.

There you are.

I need your help. We all do.

- I've been here for 15 years, and you still see me like that?

- You came here looking to hide,

looking for mercy.

- There was more than that.

- You barely knew who you were.

You needed shelter and to recover.

- I was 20 in a war.

You don't know what that's like.

- You're absolutely right. I don't.

- Imagine having to kill just to survive.

I felt like an animal. I don't wanna feel that again.

I can't believe you're asking me to do this.

- I'm not asking you to undo what you've become.

- I can't even look at Mary and Mother Superior's bodies,

and you're asking me to go deeper,

to go closer to that?

- Just look for me. I'm desperate!

Now, I can talk to the sisters.

Maybe I can scare them into telling me what they've seen

or maybe even done,

but I can only ask questions.

- Well, that's all I can do! - No!

You'll see different things! You'll feel things.

Everybody here has lived such a sheltered life, including me.

This is why you're so good at the drop-in.

You know life. You know people.

- Yeah, and I know how to kill.

- You're the only person here

who can really tell who killed Mary.

You do this for me,

I will deal with everything else.

- But you gave me a gun.

- For your protection.

- This won't change you. You will still be you.

- How can you be so sure?

- I have faith.

Your order helped you, Talia.

Now it's your turn to help your order.

None of us expects to be happy doing our obedience.

It is a sacrifice!

Your order needs your sacrifice.

- So, if Mary swayed the vote

and Cypriana came in 2nd in the election,

that would mean she's our main suspect.

- However, Cypriana complains about everything all the time.

- And does nothing about it.

- The last thing she'd want is trouble for the order.

It just represents more messes for her to clean up.

- Yeah.

- I bet it's somebody who supports her

but hates that I was chosen.

Or it could be somebody hiding something.

- Hmm, that could be...

- Anybody, yes.

- Have you come to stare or eat, Talia?

Thank you.

- Why don't you sit here so you can spy up close?

- What did you hear, Sister Talia?

- What did I hear about what?

- Mary. Faith heard she fell from the roof.

- I didn't hear that. - Hmm!

- Would they tell us if it was true,

if she hanged herself?

- Why are you so interested?

- I... I liked Sister Mary.

- I liked her too. - No, you didn't.

- You didn't either, Oona. - 'Cause she hated me.

- She didn't hate you.

She was reserved, as we all should be.

I liked her fine.

I just wonder why Mai's so curious.

- We're all curious. We're all hearing different stories.

- Well, I just would hate to think

Sister Mary hanged herself.

- Oh, you just want us to think you don't know Mary drowned.

- I... No, I don't! I didn't know...

- Just leave the girl alone!

- Oh, she's not a girl,

and I'm not buying this meek act.

- How could she drown?

You don't think that I'm pretending?

- No, Mai.

- If you're going to stay here, Mai,

you're going to have to stop these disgusting displays

of hysteria.

- Enough!

You wouldn't be so hard on Mai

if she wore this outdated habit you love and wasn't Chinese.

You pulled the same thing with me when I got here, Jean.

- To me, you're all God's creatures.

- Oh, yes, with you near the top,

and Mai and I somewhere down below,

near the lambs, ready for slaughter, right?

- You forget yourself, Faith.

You forget the respect you owe me as your elder and superior!

- I can play by the rules with the best of them, Jean,

but I refuse to lie about what's in my heart!

See you at confession!

- Only God can judge.

- God and Mean Jean, apparently.

- "Mean Jean!"

- "Mean Jean..."

- I'm sorry. Sorry, Sister Nora.

- You're gonna miss Jean when the convent's sold

and we're all scattered across God's green acre.

- They're selling the convent?

- The last Mother Superior was terrible with money.

And the new one, well, you all voted for her.

- Were we supposed to vote for you?

- Don't be silly.

But your votes could cost us a great way of life.

The second sex is put first here,

and it allowed me to avoid marriage

and how I pursued medicine.

I worry about the choices of young nuns

if this order falls apart.

- Well, they don't need to join the sisterhood for choice,

that's for sure.

- Well, then why am I joining?

I didn't join to avoid a marriage!

- Of course not.

- Did you join because you killed someone?

- No, don't! - Oh, why would you say that?

- She doesn't mean it, Mai.

- It's Jean stirring the pot. Mai!

- Did she kill Reverend Mother too?

- Oona, you can't let go of Jean putting thoughts in your head!

You can't!- OK!

- You're going to hurt Mai's feelings.

Nobody has killed anyone. God works in mysterious ways.

- God, or the devil!

- Oh! Great! I was looking for that.

- I found it by the scaffolding.

- Where Mother Superior... - Yeah.

On the rock, I found a bunch of scratches on it,

like someone was trying to pry it free.

- Well, what are you saying? I don't know how it got there.

You believe me, right?

Anyone could've grabbed it from the greenhouse.

- Yeah, of... of course. Yeah.

- Why would I do that to Mother Superior?

- You wouldn't! I... I know. I'm sorry.

I don't know why anyone would do that to Mother Superior.

- She was harmless. It's like she wasn't even there.

- Hmm.

- Is Oona on the roof?

- Not yet, but I'm sure she'll figure out a way

to get up there.

- And hopefully, she'll be awake.

- Do you think she did it? - Stole my shovel? Or...

- Pushed the rock on Reverend Mother.

- Maybe she borrowed my shovel

to do something stupid, accidentally.

But that girl couldn't kill a bug!

- Mm-hmm.

- She's pure to the point of simplicity.

- Then who do you think did it?

What?

- I... I feel terrible about Mother Superior.

- OK, what?

- OK, if they're not accidents, then we have a mystery!

- Oh my God, you're terrible!

- Well, nothing happens here!

As far as I'm concerned,

the real test of nunhood is boredom.

And other nuns, mainly Jean.

Does this mean I'm a bad person?

- Then that makes me a bad person.

So, what do you think happened?

- From what I hear,

there was nothing natural about Mary's death.

- Wow!

- Sorry, sisters.

- No need, Conor. You have to work.

- Oh, Sister Jean would...

- Bite your head off

for tempting us with your muscley arms?

- Yeah.

- Oh, I wouldn't say no. Thanks.

- You're welcome. Well, I won't bite you.

- Oh, OK. Thank you.

- You're welcome. Sorry.

So, you're working late.

- You know what they say: Idle hands...

- Hmm...

- I saw this large trap

underneath all that old, rusted equipment in there.

I wanna open it up. It seems like a dumping ground.

I should go clear it out.

- Don't get cut up by any of that stuff.

- I won't.

- Getting late, sisters! - Oh!

- Good night, Conor. - Good night.

- I didn't think you'd be such a prude!

- I'm not a prude!

I deal with... I deal with prostitutes and homeless.

I'm just... I'm just surprised.

- I am just breathing the boy in,

just like smoke, like flowers.

- Mmm, yeah.

- It's life. It's what I do with it that's important.

- Yeah, well, maybe you just like playing with fire

more than I do.

- Maybe.

I am going to go wash up. I will see you upstairs.

- OK.

- Stop!

Call me.

Call me and bid me to come to you.

Is someone there?

- It's just me, Oona.

Hi!- Hey!

- Did you take your bath this week?

I know you were scheduled before Mary,

so I just wanted to make sure that you got a chance

now that it's available.

- I had it. I'm the fastest one.

I don't soak. Soaking is indulgent.

- Um, did you see Mary?

- I told her I was done. I'm... I'm the fastest one here.

- Why'd you tell her that?

- Because she's old and she might need more time.

15 minutes is all I need.

I don't know what people do in there for an hour.

It can't be good.

- Was she acting weird at all?

Like, did she have a radio with her?

- Radios are forbidden.

- OK, well, glad you got a chance to take your fast bath.

Good night.

- Sorry.

- May I come in?

- Yeah.

- Mother Superior wanted me to check on you

before the last bell.

She wanted me to see how you were adjusting.

I know you were concerned with how Mary died.

Is that still plaguing you?

- No, I just... Well, I was worried.

I hear strange sounds at night.

- Well, it's the vents in these old stone buildings.

I mean, Oona hears angels when the wind blows.

- No, it's not angels.

It's very bad things.

- Well, one of the sisters engages in mortification.

I find it old-fashioned, but some prefer the old ways.

I know it can sound scary.

I mean, it's no more scary

than these awful soaps they make us use.

- I miss nice soaps.

- And daily baths.

- I haven't had mine this week.

- Was that because of Mary?

- Oh! No, no. Mother Superior told me I had to wait.

She said it was because the power was out

in the bathing room,

but now I know she was just protecting me.

Did I do something wrong? Am I sup...

- No. No, you didn't do anything wrong.

But you can fit in a bath now if you hurry.

- OK. Thank you.

- Come in. Sit down.

Mother Superior had her very own system of filing,

and I'm afraid the bank isn't going to like it.

I... I can only imagine

that she was waiting for some sort of miracle.

And with our donations slowing down to a trickle,

it means some serious changes around here.

- Will we have to leave?

- Not if I can help it.

So, tell me, what have you found out?

- How did you know to tell Mai about not taking a bath?

I'm sorry, I... I'm just...

- No, no, it's fine.

You need to ask me questions too.

Cypriana told me that the wing had lost power.

- The radio must've blown the breakers.

- When Mary was electrocuted, I assume so.

- And did Cypriana find the body?

- She was dealing with the power

the way Cypriana deals with everything in the abbey,

and that's how I found out.

She was the only person to know about it, for an hour.

And she's not exactly the best at keeping secrets.

- Hmm!

- However, it's far too late to bother Cypriana with this now.

And you need to be in your room.

- Yeah.

- Let me know when you have something substantial.

Deus gratias!

Someone was up past curfew!

- I was 15 minutes late, Jean.

- Heard you come in. You weren't exactly quiet!

- Not if you hold a glass to the wall.

Deus gratias!

- Oh! Hello, Cardinal Antonio.

- It's good to... Yes.

Yes, one moment. I'll check.

- Can we please stop using that, Sister Cypriana?

- I'm sorry. I forget. Cardinal Antonio.

- I need to speak to the Cardinal,

but I've sent Sister Mai down to help you with the program.

- OK, I'll come back later.

- Shall I take notes on the call?

- That won't be necessary.

Thank you, Sister Cypriana.

- That isn't gonna be good.

- Why do you say that?

Hello, Cardinal!

- I mean, this must be really hard for you

with the turn of Mother Superiors.

- You have no idea!

It took several years to get it all working so well,

and I have to eat while I work up here most days.

Oh! Uh, the baby formula for the homeless mothers is in the van.

- Oh, great!

- But the bills, the contractors, the food, supplies.

- It's like you're running a small town here.

- Yes! The Superiors don't deal with the day-to-day.

They're a figurehead.

But if I want to make something happen,

I still have to get them to sign off on it.

- Hmm.

- I practically had to chase the last Mother Superior

up onto the roof to get her to sign off on repairs.

I told her it was unsafe.

- You went up to the scaffolding?

- Yes! You don't see Nora or her up there, do you?

And no one else cares.

- I know. She should've listened to you.

- Why you wouldn't want the woman

who knows how everything runs and works to take over...

- Yeah, I mean, it's obvious.

- I was groomed for the position!

But the sisters don't understand,

and so they vote for someone they like.

And the young sisters, they squander their vote.

- They just don't realize.

- But it's not forever.

Sometimes, it becomes obvious what's supposed to happen.

- Well, let's hope so.

I mean, we need somebody who understands this place.

You dealt with Mary. You found her?

- The power went out, so it was me,

which is ironic.

- Well, why do you say that?

- Well, we all know it was Mary's vote.

It's obvious.

She's the only reason I'm not in that office right now.

So, for me to find her, very suspicious to some.

But if those sisters spent less time gossiping

about their imaginary revenge theories

and more working,

I wouldn't have been the one to find her.

I worry she did it out of guilt. Poor woman.

- You think she killed herself?

- Maybe she realized what she did with her vote.

- But how did she get the radio?

- Oh, it's kept in the supply cupboard

inside Nora's infirmary.

I... I don't lock it.

- Hmm. - Now, dear.

I have an empire to run. You'll have to excuse me.

- Yeah.

Hi, guys!

Hi! Hi!

Hi!

Oh, you're gonna like this work, Mai.

- I'm... I'm... - You're nervous, I know.

Everyone is the first time they work with the homeless.

But the most important thing that you need to remember

is ask them how their day is going and smile.

OK.

- Let me see your smile!

Good! Just make it a little bit bigger.

Yes! There you go!

Everyone just needs to feel like they can connect

and that they're being cared for.

It's easy, right? - I guess.

- Yeah. Yeah, you're... you're gonna be great.

The doors are gonna open in a few minutes

as soon as the bell rings.

- What... what is that?

- That's a foundling wheel.

It's a baby drop box.

- People drop off babies?

- Yeah.

When the convent had an orphanage,

they would drop off unwanted children.

They'd slide the child through, ring the bell

and alert the sisters.

- Oh, that's awful! Who would do that?

- Unmarried women. Women struggling.

Yeah, but we don't have that anymore,

so you don't have to worry.

- Are you OK? Is this overwhelming you?

Is it Mean Jean?

Yeah.

You can't take her too seriously.

- She hates me.

- She believes that being hard on the new nuns

will help them figure out if they have what it takes

before they make a lifelong commitment.

- I try to thank God

for all the ways Sister Jean keeps me on track.

- When I came here, I was...

I was in terrible shape. I was in pieces, really.

And the sisters pushed us really hard.

- I find it hard.

- Yeah, we all did.

- No, but with Sister Mary!

Someone, one of us here, might be a killer!

- Do you know anything about it?

- No! Why would you ask me that?

Sister Nora always says I'm being sensitive

about Oona and Jean asking me,

but I think maybe she's just trying to protect me.

- I wasn't accusing you of anything.

I was just asking if you saw something.

- No!

- Well, we have people here to help.

So let's busy ourselves with that, OK?

Hey, Dawn!

I forgot the formula.

Can you grab 2 boxes off the shelf, Mai?

- Who's that? - That's Sister Mai.

She's gonna help you while I grab more formula.

- So, um, I need...

What are you doing?

You can't just grab those! Those are for everyone!

Back off! Get out of here!

- Hey, hey! Stop, stop!

There's nothing worth fighting over.

Let's all take a breath.

Eddie, how many socks do you need?

- Forget the damn socks!

- I didn't know which one to take,

and then he started grabbing at everything!

- Don't worry. It can take a while to figure everything out.

That's really weird. I don't know what got into Eddie.

Normally, he's pretty calm.

But it's OK.

I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you.

Lord, hear my prayer to you in these times of trouble.

Let your lamp light my way

so I can see what it is that you want me to see.

I love my sisters, but one of them is troubled.

Please help me find out who it is

so I can help all of us.

Let me see the drives of Cypriana and what they are.

Let me see Oona's weaknesses and if she truly is innocent.

Let me understand Mai's meekness

and her outbursts.

Let me make sense of Nora

and if she's torn from her calling.

And Faith.

Help me trust my friend and help her if she has strayed.

Let me know if Jean is truly who she claims herself to be.

Lord, thank you for your blessings.

Thank you for your help and your healing.

Amen.

- Look who's coming your way.

- I heard there were some problems at the drop-in.

- Nothing out of the ordinary.

- I'm finished.

- OK.

- I don't have a lot of time.

And I'm sure you know the younger sisters

that you came through with quite well,

but are there any of the older sisters

that I can shed some light on?

I know them more than you do.

- You wanna do this here, right now?

- They're not gonna hear anything.

- Well, Cypriana's high on my list.

- She's all talk and no action beyond her clerical duties.

She's always threatened to leave,

but in the entire time I've known her,

she's done nothing except passively complain.

- Hmm. Jean?

- No, as you call her, Mean Jean.

She's a lot more sensitive than you think.

She was very fragile when she first started here.

And quite frankly, I think she's built up this spiky Armour

because of how easily she's hurt.

- OK. Well, what about Nora?

- Nora always wanted to run the drop-in.

- Yeah, but I thought she gave that up.

- No, the last Mother Superior

was critical of the way she ran it.

She was critical of most things Nora did.

She even doubted her medical skills.

And Nora has never been a fan of yours.

- But she's always so pleasant to me.

She likes me. It's Jean who hates me.

- Jean respects you,

as much as Jean can respect anybody.

And the fact that you think Nora likes you

is just proof that Nora is a great nun.

She argued against admitting you to this order, vehemently.

And it was Jean who argued on your behalf.

- How come I never see you with Nora?

Do you guys have a history together?

- The elder sisters thought we spent too much time together,

so they stepped in and separated us,

the way we used to do.

- Hmm.

- I'm gonna take my food upstairs.

You come find me if there's anything else.

- You're developing quite the special friendship

with the Mother Superior.

Hmm! Oh, she collects them.

First, it was Nora, then Kinsella.

Oh, and that created problems!

And the sisters had to separate all three of them. Ah!

And now there's you.

Oh, when I joined the order,

they didn't let sisters talk alone in pairs.

- Then why are you sitting here, Jean?

- I am worried about you.

- I'm fine. I just... I have a lot on my mind.

- Ah! You are admirably oblivious

to what's going on here.

Different camps have formed since the election,

and one of them is growing in its unhappiness.

- So, who apart from you is part of this group?

- Just about everyone, dear.

- All right, well, if you're not gonna tell me who,

I'm just gonna write this off as more of your meddling.

- People are saying the order is being led astray,

led down a dark path,

and that these deaths are just the beginning.

- You or people?

You're saying these aren't accidents?

- Mmm.

- Right. Well, how do you know?

Yeah, tha... that's what I thought.

What you want, more than anything,

is for people to think that you know more than them.

- I know that it is going to get worse.

And it is all happening

because we are being led by our very own Nun of Monza!

Oh!

You don't know who that is, do you, my dear?

Ignorance is the plight

of those who judge more than listen to their superiors.

- Did you guys find any gold in there?

- No, just some mouse droppings.

I don't know why anyone would put this stuff here.

- It's gotta be someone's dirty secret.

- Bye, Conor. - See ya!

- That boy just lifts my spirit!

You're acting strange.

- Just... Everything's getting to me.

It's everything everyone's saying.

- Is your scar hurting you again?

I know it's so much more than just the scar.

And you can tell me.

I...

- Is it the deaths?

- It just... it just takes me back.

- Anytime that you want to talk about any of it,

I can listen.

- As my confessor?

- No, as your friend.

What have I told you?

- Oh, uh, no, I was just...

- You're supposed to be here to work!

- Yep.

- Go! Put on your shirt!

Time to stop gabbing, sisters!

- That was 'cause of me, right?

- Well, it's not just me who's acting strange.

This is affecting everyone.

- I hope I do better today.

- You will.

- What happened?

- Oh!

- What happened? Please?

- You two were always with him.

- You were hitting him last night!

- To make him stop prancing around half-naked

in front of you both!

- We have a killer in our midst!

- What did you two see?

- Same thing as Jean.

- Where was Mai? Did you see her?

- I was in my room, praying!

- Enough!

- We didn't have problems till Mai got here!

Sister Jean!

- Why are you blaming me?

- You beat a homeless man yesterday!

- No, no. She... she didn't!

- He was stealing!

- Do you see? Violence!

- Stop! Stop!

With all the problems this order is facing,

the last thing we need to be doing

is lashing out at each other!

I'm closing the convent to the public.

No phone calls, no deliveries, no police.

Do I make myself clear?

Sister Mai, wipe your tears and go back to your cell.

Sister Jean, my office, immediately.

Sisters Nora and Talia,

please take this poor young man's body to the infirmary.

The rest of you, back to your cells!

You are on silent curfew until the morning!

- I'll get the gurney.

- Um...

Oh my God!

- No. No.

A demon killed the dirty boy.

- Oona, you know that's not true.

- Then why were you looking for it?

You sense something, like me. You... you...

At night, you hear them whispering at us.

It's OK, come on.

Let's go up to your cell. Let's go. Come on. Come on.

- He knows what you've done!

- We can put him in here for now.

OK.

- He was a beautiful boy.

Is this reminding you of something?

Is that why you can't look at him?

- I just don't want to see how he was crushed.

Is that so strange?

- You know, the biggest spiritual test of sisterhood

is living in close quarters with the same women your whole life.

I'm surprised these are our first murders.

- Do you think it's because of the election disputes?

- When there's enough panic and doubt about your future

and a vacuum in leadership,

problems arise.

Talia, I'm not the only one

that feels that they'd be the best Mother Superior here.

But there are other ways to influence,

and I prefer a hands-off approach.

You know what they say:

"Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown."

Shall we?

- Yeah.

I think you're making a mistake.

- Wait, you're leaving?

- I'm trying to get her to stay.

- No! I'm done! I'm leaving!

- But you've come so far! - That's what I'm saying.

- No, I've had enough! Sister Jean...

- Is providing you with an opportunity to practice virtue.

- She's accusing me of murder! - She's not!

It won't look good, your leaving, Mai.

- I don't care!

Sister Nora say I'm right.

People are dying here! I don't want to be next!

- Your original order might not be so lenient.

Now, I can write a sympathetic letter,

but you could be asked to leave the nunhood altogether.

- But I'll be alive.

I don't know why any of you are staying here!

- Can we let her go?

- Do you think it's her?

- Well, I know she's not as delicate as she seems,

and the murders didn't start till she got here.

So why are we letting her leave?

- I can't keep her here against her will.

And if she is responsible, then we'd be lucky to lose her.

So you don't think it's her.

What do you know?

- Well, I know it's not the younger sisters.

They're too focused on doing well.

- No, it's the senior sisters we need to worry about.

- Well, Nora, she has the means and she has her hands in things

that she's not letting on to.

Jean... Jean has venom to spare

and she was screaming at Conor endlessly

and she seems to love it when we're descended in chaos.

Oona has been acting stranger than normal

and she's been up on the roof and the scaffolding.

She could easily have planted a rock on Mother Superior.

And Cypriana wants to run the convent.

She has delusions around it. She found Mary's body.

But that's not saying much,

because everyone has secrets here.

- What about Faith? Why aren't you saying anything about her?

- Well, Faith spent a lot of time with Conor,

and I found her shovel by the scaffolding.

And the shovel could have been used

to pry the rock free that landed on Mother Superior.

- So, Faith could...

- No, whoever's doing this is really clever.

The shovel points to Faith

because they want it to point to Faith.

- So, we still have nothing.

Have you embraced this, Talia? Are you holding anything back?

- I... No! - Because people are dying!

And I am praying that you can help us solve this.

- Lover's quarrel?

- I could say the same thing about you two,

except you're always whispering and pointing at people.

- We keep each other's counsel.

I was just saying to Nora how the guilty always flee.

That's why our Monza let her go.

- OK, what is this Monza business?

- It wouldn't look good if there was a plague of murders

in her first year as Mother Superior,

by someone that she had let into the order.

They'd send our Monza to somewhere cold for that.

- Do I have to beg in order for you to tell me?

- Oh, my dear!

If you don't know the history

of the very calling that you have devoted your life to,

well, it would simply be uncharitable of me

to shortcut your journey to knowledge.

We remember so much better the things we work for.

- Hey.

What are you doing?

- Jean and Nora were asking me

why I let Conor clean this thing out,

and I just... I just feel like...

- Pissing them off?

- I'm so tired of the two of them

telling everyone what to do.

I can't believe that I was... I was talking to him last night.

What is happening here?

- Did you clean everything under the truck?

- Yeah. His blood was everywhere.

It was... it was awful.

- Everything? You didn't think to leave it?

- For who? We're not going to the police.

What, you were supposed to check it out?

- I was going to.

- Why do I feel like you are suspecting me of something,

and you won't say it?

- It's just evidence. That's all.

- Everything in this entire abbey is evidence, Talia.

Everyone here is evidence.

You don't think that I know that?

Conor died under that truck!

I... I don't see how cleaning up the poor boy's blood

is any more suspicious than half of what is going on here!

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Conor knew how to use a jack. He knew where to place it.

It doesn't make any sense.

- He knew how to do everything.

Can you please just say it?

You think that he was killed.

Why won't you just say it?

Well, do you think that I killed him?

- I wouldn't be here alone with you if I thought you did.

- Jean and Nora were asking

if I was with you the entire time yesterday.

- Are you asking me where I was?

- What does the Mother Superior have you doing?

- It's nothing I can tell you.

- And you've never kept secrets from me before.

- I'm not trying to keep secrets from you.

- You always just made excuses to come out here and see Conor.

- I came out to see you, my friend!

You really think that I killed Conor?

I was with you every time!

- Have you ever thought

that maybe whatever the Mother Superior has you doing

is to set you up?

- For what?

You think I like thinking this way?

If you knew everything that was in my past...

- Don't be so sure that I don't, Talia.

You were in shock when you came here.

You would talk in your sleep.

You would scream at night, and...

That's why I've been asking you to just talk to me about it!

- She wants me to use that to...

- To find the killer?

- Thinking like this is the last thing that I wanna do.

You think I... I have any idea what this person is thinking?

I was in war!

I'm not... I'm not a serial killer!

- OK.

So, she didn't send you out here to check on me?

I'm sorry.

- Yeah, me too.

- Let's see what's in this thing.

Oh, wow!

- You've gotta be kidding me!

Talia!

It's OK.

What's down here?

- What is that?

- It's another door. Awesome!

It's locked. What the heck could be down here?

- A tunnel, maybe?

- Or it could just be a sewer. Come on.

- Yeah, but then why would you lock it?

- And go to all the trouble of covering it up?

- This place just gets weirder and weirder.

How much you wanna bet Cypriana has the key in her office?

- Psst!

- There's no keys in the desk.

What are you looking at?

- Oona's file.

Looks like she was dropped off by the foundling wheel.

- Yeah. I didn't know.

She must have been one of the last babies we got that way.

- No known family.

- You won't find anything in this.

I thought we were looking for keys.

- Yeah, but since we're here...

- But what? You're looking for what?

- Ah! Something like this!

- Condos? Someone wants to turn this place into condos?

- Well, this qualifies as suspicious!

- Who would wanna do this?

- "Kinsella Constructions."

Looks like he has other reasons to take care of this place.

- Then why is he letting it fall apart?

- So that he can buy it out from under us.

- I told you he wasn't squeaky clean.

- I never said he was, but I thought he cared!

- Do you think Cypriana is behind this?

- It's the last Mother Superior's name on it,

so who knows?

- OK, let's go.

I am starting to think

we can't trust anything anyone says around here.

- That's the first true thing I've heard all week!

OK.

Up past last bell?

What have you been up to, pet?

- Nothing to worry about.

- Hmm. You still don't know who the Monza is.

- All right, tell me now or I'm just gonna think

it's one of your imaginary gossip stories.

- The Nun of Monza was a 17th-century Italian nun.

- From Monza? What do I care?

- Don't be impertinent!

She gave birth to 2 children while still in her order,

and she is also known for having killed one or 2 nuns

to cover it up!

- You think Mother Superior is your Monza

and she has children?

- One. Care to guess who? - Do I know her?

- She's a challenging girl to be proud of.

Oona?

- Mm-hmm.

Oh, seems strange for our Mother Superior to have secrets!

Oh, but I forbid myself to judge.

- But killing someone? Mother Superior?

- Well, if you have a secret as dark as that to cover up...

- So, you're saying that she killed Mary

because she found out about Oona?

- Oh! I'm not inclined to those soapy deductions.

- Because you feel guilty.

- Guilty? Me?

What on earth for?

- Because my money's on you,

that you're the one who told Mary.

- I make it my business

to ferret out the secrets of this convent

for the good of all.

And now I want yours, as your senior.

You were cavorting with Conor on the day that he was killed,

and now you're creeping around after curfew!

- I could say the same thing about you!

You beat Conor the day he was killed!

Is that because he discovered your tunnels?

- Wha... The tunnel was flooded years ago,

and we've closed it up!

Oh, I keep everyone in their place,

and you know that.

Oh, but you, you're working for your special friend,

doing her dirty work for her!

Perhaps you're the killer!

- You wouldn't be standing here if you believed that.

- Maybe I'm not scared of you.

- Maybe you should be.

- You told me all I need,

like a good girl.

Monza...

- We were stupid to think we could deal with this.

I have little faith in the police,

but they might have done something.

- You don't know that. We couldn't have known.

- My nephew is dead.

How am I gonna tell his mother?

- I'll call Ruth if you want.

- You think she wants to hear from you, after everything?

- Go and lay this sweet boy to rest.

He did good.

He's in a good place, I promise you.

- Connor was always very helpful, Mr. Kinsella.

Everyone liked him.

- He'll be in our prayers, as will you.

- How do we keep this from the police?

- You care for your family. I'll deal with all of this.

- I hope I haven't added to the weight on you.

You're doing a good thing,

for all of us.

- That man's care for the abbey and the women in it

knows no bounds.

- He could have other reasons to care for us so much.

- How can you say that?

- I heard about his plans to turn this place into a condo.

- A partial conversion.

It was a proposal, nothing more,

and another example of Joseph trying to help us

to hang on to some of our lands!

Why are you... Don't waste your time with this!

Let's go outside where the sound doesn't travel so much.

- Because of the escape tunnels?

- We closed them up years ago.

The senior sisters used to use them to try to spy on us.

We put a stop to it. Why is it that you're talking about this?

- Because don't you think that matters?

Plans for a condo, secret tunnels...

- No, don't! Stop dithering with these things and take actions!

- Take action?

- Three people have died!

I'm committed to helping this flock!

- Yeah, but it doesn't mean...

- I am begging you to help us! Do whatever it takes!

- What does that mean?

- OK.

Talia, I thought that we could handle this on our own.

The church has ways.

There are hospitals where the mentally ill can stay.

- Well, that's perfect. - No, it's not perfect!

This has gone too far. It's too late for that.

We need a decisive solution.

- To kill them?

- That takes courage.

You're the only person who can do it.

- I am not that person.

- Do you want more of us to die?

- No, I can't. I won't. I came here to do good, to do penance.

- You will receive absolution. - Who can give me that?

- I can, which comes directly from God!

Just like my vows to this flock,

also directly from God.

You know this to be true.

Remember your vows of obedience, Talia,

and protect us.

You're the only one who can do it!

- Have you repented?

- For what?

- You have the ear of the queen.

You'd be the one I'd kill next if I was the murderer.

Don't go to your death with a sullied soul,

Sister, I beg of you.

- Hey!

- What if they poisoned the food?

- Oh, that... - Mmm.

- Oona, they... they didn't poison the food.

It's OK. You can eat it. - Mm-mmm.

- No, it's all... it's all right.

Can I ask you a question?

- Mmm?

- Who were your parents?

- You must never ask a sister that.

Ah! That girl is dead,

just like the girl you once were.

But if you'll listen,

walls will tell you everything.

- If you tell me yours, I will tell you mine.

Come on, just... just tell me.

- They said my mother was a nun.

- Do you know who?

- A naughty nun.

My father must have been a devil to... to have sex with a nun.

But you have to tell me who you were.

Tell me.

Sister Talia, tell me.

Tell me who you were.

Sister Talia!

Tell me who you were!

Silence!

- Tell me!

- Stop these obscene outbursts!

And for all our sakes, tidy yourself.

One among us is lost.

Return to your cells and search your souls and pray!

Truth is the road to salvation.

We will have a full confession in an hour.

- This is what happens

when the strictures of the convent are loosened.

First, the habit becomes optional.

- Clothes don't turn people into murderers, Jean.

- We weren't allowed to speak to each other.

- Well, that has its appeals.

- And now they let in drunks, whores and the insane.

Oh, apparently, anyone can be saved now.

- Yeah, even bitter old gossips.

But I can't do that!

What do I need to do to be purified?

- Oona, is someone in there with you?

Deal with her.

- It's just me. I'm sorry.

- Can you open up?

I'll be right back.

I'm sorry.

I was just talking to my voices.

- Can you talk to them now?

- Yeah, I just... I just whisper.

Uh...

Angels!

Angels...

I'm here.

- And they answer you?

- Almost always.

- Oh, you're so lucky. What do they say?

- They tell me what to do.

- They tell you what to do?

Ah! I see you!

Someone's behind those vents!

Conor's tunnel must lead down there!

Someone's getting to Oona, whispering to her!

- What, telling her to murder people?

- You open the trap. - I'll get it.

- OK. And find something to break that lock.

All right. - OK.

- Here, grab this. - OK.

- Careful! - OK.

- This has to lead to the Abbey.

- Here, take the hammer.

- Thanks. Here, hold this, hold this.

- Here!

- Take care of Oona. - OK.

- Hey, stop!

Stop!

- Wrong Mother Superior! Wrong!

- No! Oona!

- Oona, stop! That's your mother!

She's the wrong Mother Superior!

- Oona calm down! Calm down.

- Ah!

- Voices told me that I had... I had to do it.

Confession fixes everything.

- What have you done, dear?

- I couldn't do it.

- What did the voices tell you to do, Oona?

- They told me that when I was sleeping,

I had to go up to the scaffolding,

and to take her there.

- The last Mother Superior?

- But I didn't do it.

But the voices got angry

and they told me I... I had to do it.

They made me go up the sca... the scaffolding.

And... and I saw Mother Superior down below.

But I wouldn't.

She told me I had to do it.

- Who told you? - A nun.

She had her habit low,

and I couldn't see her face in the dark,

but she was so bossy!

She took one of those big rocks...

off the wall...

and she pushed it onto her!

And she told me it was all my fault.

She told me that confession wasn't enough for what I'd done,

and that I'd have to keep it a secret forever.

- Was it Jean? Did Sister Jean tell you this?

- I don't know. I don't know.

It was dark. She was so angry at me.

- Did you do anything in here, in this room?

- The voices told me to...

to bring the radio to Mary as a surprise,

because they said she'd like to hear some music.

- OK, we need to take you to the infirmary.

And I need to take care of this.

- I'll get myself there. You go. Go!

- I've been running all over the place. I can't find Oona.

- I found her.

- Time to confess, sisters.

What are you doing?

- You been whispering to Oona,

getting her to kill for you?

- I've done no such thing! - What are you doing?

- I found our killer! - You're the killer!

- You've been lurking in those tunnels!

- The tunnels are sealed!

- Ah! You're choking me!

- Where's your knife, Jean? I know it's you!

- Talia, we don't know for sure!

It could be any of them! Stop!

- All the senior sisters know about the tunnels!

- Ah!

- Go to my room. There's a gun under my mattress.

Meet me in the infirmary!

- Oh!

- Where's Oona?

- Trying to get closer to God for forgiveness.

I pointed out the roof of the tower was the highest place.

- Is the Reverend Mother dead?

- I finished off what her idiot daughter couldn't do.

You shouldn't have left her!

Why are you doing this?

Is this because she won the election?

- No. I just needed the chaos of the election

to bring this place down.

The hypocrisy of Mother Superior

covering up the sins of her beloved Sister Joy,

the snivelling self-interest of Mary,

the flirting of a handyman

that couldn't stop putting his nose where it didn't belong!

And then, all I had to do was tell Jean about Joy.

Knew she'd fan those flames,

you'd all eat it up like the little dirty gossipers you are!

- I couldn't find the gun!

- It's a big building. Pretty stupid to leave it in your cell.

You're perfect bedfellows, aren't you?

The whore and the assassin, working for the Mother Superior

with the illegitimate daughter

from the man who was supposed to be mine.

- Kinsella?

- Was mine, till she got her fangs into him.

I could have left with him.

I could have had everything!

- You planned to turn this place into condos?

- It'd be a fast and dirty sale, and then life on the outside,

not stuck in here in this nuthouse!

- What makes you think that he would want you now?

You... you killed the mother of his child.

- With a girl like Oona, with her brain,

God's been telling Joseph he doesn't approve.

- You could repent.

- No, I don't want to repent!

I want what life refused to give me.

- You can come back from anything. I was saved.

- You weren't saved! Check your heart.

You're the same! - You don't have to do this.

- You're the same sinner who showed up years ago!

- Was she talking about me?

Wake up, Mommy.

Wake up. Wake up!

Wake up.

She was my real mother.

That's what she meant.

- She did.

- But why didn't she tell me?

- I'm gonna tell you all about that.

What are we going to do now?

What are we going to do about this?

- We have to go to the police.

- I have to go.

- No. It doesn't have to mean that.

- I'll just make things worse.

I can't stay here. I don't belong here.

- How did you know how to do that?

You used to do things like that, before?

- Very easily.

But I tried so hard to change.

- Talia, it doesn't mean that you aren't who you are today.

- No, I've done things.

I did things that were so much worse.

- OK, well, you will confess. You will confess and repent.

Nothing...

Nothing can forgive the sins dark as mine.

- You did what needed to be done,

then and now.

- I'm so good at it.

I use the hands I kill with to pray with.

- No, you're a good soul.

I can tell.

Sometimes, the good must kill.

God needs his soldiers too.

I will take care of this.

You two, go and clean up.

- Thank you.

- For what, dear?

- For saying that.

And for testing my faith every single day while I was here.

- We all have our gifts.

Oh!

- Talia! I thought we could go for a walk before prayers.

- Don't worry about her.

She's going to do good.