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Tom?

Kelly?

Claire?

Is anybody home?

Is anybody home?

You okay in there?

Oh.

James. James.

James.

The police said you can go now.

But they'll need to speak to you again in a couple of days.

Oh.

Okay.

Thanks, Will.

James.

Claire's mum.

She said some stuff.

What did she say?

It's ridiculous.

Well, what did she say?

She said that you knew Claire was suicidal.

That Claire came to you and asked you for your help.

It's not true, is it?

Of course not.

Claire came to confession not only because she had to.

I'm the last person she would have asked for help. And if she had have asked, I

would have done something.

Claire's mum's obviously upset.

But I've got nothing to hide, Will.

I have to speak to the police whenever they need me.

I should go home.

Thanks for helping with all this.

There's no need to thank me.

Just call if you need anything.

Okay?

Father Palliser.

What do you want, Tom?

I wanted to make sure everything is okay.

Go and see your wife.

She stepped up and just killed herself.

We came to you for help, Father.

Don't forget that.

How are you, Jack?

Oh, it's so good to see you.

Father O 'Neill mentioned you might be coming.

Put this on special, just in case.

Thanks.

You thought we'd never see you again.

You left so soon after what happened to Claire Russell.

I should go speak to Father O 'Neill. I'm sorry, Father. I didn't mean to

you.

I'll come visit you in your new parish.

Make it up to you.

Police, sir.

Inspector Myers.

Hello. I was the lead in the Russellville case.

I'm investigating Tom Carlyle's death.

It's very good of you to come back for Tom's funeral, Father.

It's my pleasure. I'm happy to do what I can.

Sorry you said you were investigating Tom Carlyle's death.

Didn't think the police got involved when people died from natural causes.

Natural causes?

It wasn't natural causes, Father.

Tom killed himself.

I see.

Listen, Father.

I'm investigating some strange circumstances surrounding Tom's death.

I wonder if I could maybe ask you a few questions about your... Inspector,

please.

I think you've questioned enough people about this.

Just doing my job, Father.

It's not your job, Jack.

The case is closed.

Sorry about that.

Well, why didn't you tell me Tom killed himself?

I didn't know you'd come back.

I didn't want to put all this on you.

Well, it's a bit late for that now, isn't it? I'm sorry.

I didn't want to upset you.

Listen, we'll just say you fell ill, okay?

I can handle this.

I'm fine, I'm fine. It's just a shock.

You should have told me.

Family do seem to be cursed.

If you believe in that sort of thing.

They just lost their way.

Tom was a very bad influence.

Kelly could have never let another man into their home.

As in, a woman can only marry one man and it's still death to your part?

No.

I'm not that Old Testament.

Will, what happened to the house where Cliff and me used to live?

Well, uh... After Claire died, And Mum moved away.

Really quickly.

I think she tried to sell it, but, you know, word gets round.

I heard that Tom was squatting there.

Laurie.

Laurie died.

Oh.

Is anyone living there now?

No.

Not that I know of.

Right. OK.

Thanks, Will.

I'll see you later.

Mel, how are you? How's your family?

All good, thank you.

I'm running the Sunday prayer group now with Father O 'Neill.

Eh.

Well, I thought you'd grown out of all that.

Grown out of what?

Believing in God?

No. No, you know what I mean.

Not many people your age are into this sort of stuff anymore.

Probably because you go around telling people they should grow out of it.

OK, OK, I'm sorry.

Your commitment is commendable. I know it.

How are you, anyway, apart from Sir Nicol?

Well, you know, getting along.

It was certainly better in the good old days when I was here.

You've not moved to your new parish yet?

No, no.

You could say I'm between parishes.

And Mum and Dad would love to see you.

Why don't you come round for dinner tonight?

I'd love to, but I'm meeting Wilfred for dinner tonight.

All right.

Give me a ring if you change your mind.

Is there something else?

I've done something really stupid.

And I can't bring myself to confess to Father O 'Neill about it.

Father O 'Neill's a good man.

He wouldn't judge you.

I know, but I do all the stuff at the church and I feel I'd bring shame on him

if I... Hey, come on.

If you want to tell me instead, that's fine.

I've had sex.

Just the ones I swear.

Well, Melissa, that's... But I'm definitely pregnant.

However, I want an abortion.

I'm just starting my A -levels and I can't look after a baby as well. And I

it's a thing, but surely there's having a baby you don't want, so... I can't

help you with this.

What?

You said I could talk to you.

I'm sorry, Melissa, but I can't offer you advice on this.

You need to see a professional, a counsellor or something.

A counsellor?

I'm not crazy. I need spiritual guidance. Then speak to Father O 'Neill.

your priest anymore.

James, you're my friend.

It's not that I don't want to help you. I just... Really, I just... I just...

I just can't. I'm sorry.

Thanks.

Welcome.

So, as you haven't bothered calling in the last six months, what have you been

up to?

You know, pottering around, reading.

You can't spend six months just reading, James.

Where have you been?

I've had a lot of reading to do.

Dark materials.

Dark power.

You haven't received phone calls, emails, letters.

No one's seen or heard from you.

Okay. Okay, you got me.

For the past six months, I've been part of a team of priests traveling through

Europe, performing exorcisms to expel demons from the bodies of innocent young

girls.

Such a prick sometimes.

Alright.

I've actually been hunting witches across the plains of Iceland.

Well... I honestly don't know what I've been doing.

I mean... The time has passed so quickly.

I don't feel like six months since I was last here.

I guess... I guess...

I've just been living my life.

Being normal.

Doing normal things.

Then why didn't you get in touch?

I've been worried about you.

It's not that I didn't want to contact you.

I mean, everyone here. You, Mel, the parish.

I've not forgotten you.

I missed you.

I think I just needed some time.

I was surprised you agreed to come back.

I've come.

Happy to do what I can. The family's been through a lot.

So have you.

First Claire killed herself, then this happened to Tom.

They both came to you for confession.

It's all checked now.

James, you can't just brush this off.

And you can't hide yourself away.

It's been six months, and you've not been given enough a parish.

Do you know why?

Because the bishop's afraid of what he might say to people.

What, with all your gods abandoned us and we're not worthy of his love?

People think you've lost your faith.

I didn't lose my faith, Will.

People need to hear these things.

What am I supposed to do? Just tell them all how great we are because... They

put aside one hour a week to say some prayers.

Life isn't that easy.

I know it's not.

But we're not there to make people feel worse.

We're there to help them through their problems.

Not give them new ones.

Is that what faith is?

Something you use as a fucking comfort blanket?

They need to understand the duties involved in being members of the church.

It's not all one -sided, you know. We're not just there to make them feel

better.

They can't go around sinning as they please and then exonerate themselves in

confessional once a month. They have a responsibility not to sin and

to become better people.

And they need to understand the ramifications if they do sin.

Maybe you need some proper time off.

Time off from God?

How does that work?

You know what I mean.

You've not been yourself since Claire.

No one would blame you if you just took a sabbatical or something.

I thought I was on a sabbatical.

Another drink?

Why won't you talk to me about it? What is there to say, Will?

James, she came and confessed to you, and an hour later you find her body.

And that's gone.

You are lucky it's just another day at the office.

Part of being a Catholic priest is knowing how to deal with death.

There you go again.

Which seminary textbook did you learn that nugget of wisdom from?

Look, I appreciate your concern, I really do.

But I'm fine.

What happened with Claire was terrible.

What happened with Tom was terrible. But I did all I could.

I don't want to talk to anyone. I don't need to.

Can I buy you another drink?

No. I've got maths in the morning.

See you later.

Will, stop whining about me.

I'm all right.

No, you're not.

Shut up.

I'm fed up with dealing with this crap.

Give me a call when you're ready to treat me like a proper friend.

And stop drinking.

It's a cliche and it's embarrassing.

Fourth of Jan.

Simon sat next to me in science today.

I was so excited.

I blushed when he accidentally touched my hand.

I hope he didn't notice.

18th of March.

Been a few weeks since I found out. Still no idea what to do.

I'm going to see Father Pallister after Mass tomorrow.

I'm going to confess everything.

He will be able to help me.

Bye.

I left the whiskey.

What?

You got a key for this door?

Of course I have.

How are you getting?

Can we talk outside?

We just stalled on a second, Father.

I'd like to ask you a few questions, if that's all right.

It's very unusual for a priest to be wandering around derelict houses in the

middle of the night.

Look, I'm happy to talk, but can we just... Please.

It's 3 a .m.

What are you doing here?

I could ask you the same question.

You could.

But since I've got the badge, we'll start with you, shall we?

I was walking along the road back to the B &B and I saw someone coming in here.

I don't know, I thought they might be breaking in or something.

Bit late for you to be wandering the streets, father.

Yeah, I guess I just lost track of time.

Can we just do this tomorrow, Inspector? I'm really tired.

You can leave when I say so.

Why are you doing this, Myers?

What are you doing here?

There isn't even a case. Tom killed himself.

No, he didn't.

He couldn't have.

You see, I interviewed Tom after Claire's death.

And there was no way that man was suicidal.

I'm telling you.

He was a street Catholic father.

And you know more than anyone that Catholics believe suicide is a mortal

Isn't that right?

Now, Tom believes Claire was waiting for him in hell.

Do you know that?

Now, if that's true, why would he commit suicide and send himself there?

I think you're being a bit too logical about this.

Tom was mentally ill.

Yeah, he was.

But the one thing he held onto was his religion.

Now, personally, I don't believe in all that shite myself.

No offence.

But Tom believed Claire was haunting him.

Saw her everywhere he went.

Said he couldn't escape her.

He felt guilty about what happened to her, you know. So he should.

You know what he did to her, don't you? I know.

And he regretted it.

He destroyed him, Father.

But no matter what he did, doesn't change the fact that he was murdered.

I'm sorry, Inspector, but I...

I don't know anything about what happened to Tom.

You see, that's interesting, is that, Father?

Because Tom told me he saw an awful lot of you after Claire's death.

What?

No, the last time I saw Tom was on the day of her death.

You sure about that, Father?

Of course I'm sure.

I think I'd remember coming here again.

And I think I'd remember seeing Tom after Claire died.

Now, can I go now? Not till you start being straight with me.

Now, I came here tonight for Tom's journal.

The ones that he kept after Claire's death.

But they've gone.

They've been burned.

And instead, I find you.

Now, I know what went on between you two, Father.

So either you start talking to me, or I can take you down to the station, and we

can do it there. I promise you, Inspector.

By the time I saw Tom, it was the day of her death.

Whatever he told you was a lie.

Fair enough.

We'll do it your way.

And... Are you out of your...

It's more than a kid messing about.

It's ridiculous.

What was that?

I think they're gone. What was that?

Tom's killing bats.

Very funny.

I'm still checking your wing.

Stay there.

Not sure this is a good idea, Inspector.

I don't know who's out there. Just relax, Father. I'll be back in a minute.

Miles, what are you doing?

Open the door, please!

Will, it's Jane.

Please call me when you get this message.

Something's happening.

I'm trapped in Claire's house.

I think Jack Myers is dead.

Will, please call me back.

Please.

Melissa, listen to me.

I'm trapped inside Claire's house.

I can't get through to the police, but I need you to call them for me.

Yes, Melissa, call the police and send them here.

No. No, Melissa, don't come here.

Melissa, hello?

It's okay, James.

It'll be light soon.

In the name of the Father, and the Son, and the Holy Spirit.

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.

It's been two months since my last confession.

These are my sins.

In your own time?

I've used foul language several times.

I've taken the Lord's name in vain.

And I... Go on.

You can be honest with me. There's no judgment here.

I've been having lustful thoughts, Father.

I see.

And they're for someone other than your spouse?

Yes. Yes.

Yes, they are.

I feel... I feel awful.

You don't need to be so hard on yourself.

In the world of today, sexual imagery is everywhere. It's very difficult to be

complete. They're horrible thoughts, Father.

Really nasty ones.

If you ask for God's help, all sin can be forgiven.

Not these, Father.

I don't think God will forgive this.

Nothing is beyond our law to forgive, Tom.

The thoughts are for my stepdaughter, Father.

They're for Claire.

I see.

I think the best course of action is to... I mean, she walks around the house

with these outfits on. And I... It's like she's tempting me, Father.

Always wandering around in her little nighties.

Like those teddy bears on the front. Make her look younger.

She knows what she's doing. She's a grown woman. She's 15, for God's sake!

Temptation is all around us.

We must ask God to make us strong, to cast these impure thoughts from our

You're not alone.

You're aware of your weaknesses, and as long as you repent and ask God for

forgiveness, he will give you the power to silence these lustful voices inside

you. But what do I actually do, Father?

How do I stop it? You must trust in God.

Pray to him for guidance.

Praise your eyes, how long a fucking night he more like.

Me? What are you doing here?

How did you get in?

There's a key behind the back door. Where's the key? We have to get out of

Seriously, this is serious.

I think someone's out there.

It'll be like that. We'll get out of that when we know it's safe.

Okay.

So, do you want to pray or something?

Ask God for help?

No.

No, that won't be necessary.

Well, if you don't think it'll help.

I didn't say it wouldn't help.

Can we just change the subject?

Okay, Father.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to upset you.

We can just sit here, together.

This is what I came here for.

I had it stored in one of the cupboards.

That's them.

I'm fine, thank you. It's okay.

I won't tell anyone.

It looked like you could use it.

No. No, thank you.

See it yourself.

Susie, come here and look at this.

Hold on.

Look.

What am I looking at?

They're gone.

Who's gone?

They were... They were there.

Are you okay?

What the fuck is James?

They're out there.

Let's go ask them what we want then.

This is boring.

Screw this.

What are we doing?

We need to see if we can find more booze.

Susie?

Susie, what's wrong?

Call the ambulance, then.

Susie?

What's going on?

Breathe.

I made a vow.

You've been good your whole life.

You've helped people.

Followed your beliefs.

Look where it's gotten you.

We could die here.

Just this once, do something for yourself.

Don't be a priest.

Just for tonight.

No, no, Susie, no.

You don't need to do this.

The priesthood is what I want.

It's what I'm meant to do.

The priesthood doesn't want you, James.

You did your duty and they moved you away.

They won't give you another parish.

What's a priest without his flock?

They don't want you.

Not anymore.

It doesn't matter what they want.

I made an oath.

An oath that will make you unhappy your whole life.

An oath to never have good friends.

To never have lovers.

An oath that means...

You'll never get to enjoy the warmth of someone.

The passion.

Ow!

You bit me?

Suzie, what's wrong?

Suzie?

Suzie?

Suzie?

Why wouldn't you help me?

Father, I needed you.

You're not real.

You're not real.

You're not real.

Real.

What did I do?

What do you want from me?

I did your bidding.

I followed your rules.

I had faith in you.

Why won't you help me?

In the name of the Father and the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Bless me, Father, five sins.

It's been three months since my last confession. Live me for my sins.

In your own time.

If you just talk me through your sins, I'm sure that'll make you feel better.

I've done something terrible, Father.

No, I'm sure that's not true.

I'm going to burn for what I've done.

I had sex with my stepdad.

Tom! Father, we aren't supposed to use names in here.

You're right, I'm sorry.

Please, carry on.

I feel so guilty.

I've hurt everyone.

My mum.

And I'm pregnant.

You see?

I can't keep it.

There's just no way.

I've got to get rid of it.

But I know it's a sin. So I came to speak to you first so you could guide

I know this may be difficult for you to hear.

But the child inside of you is a human life.

A human life with so much potential.

It's not our place to murder them.

Father, I don't want to murder anyone.

But you must see how difficult this is for me.

I completely understand how hard this is for you.

But this is beyond your choice now.

There is a life inside of you and only God can decide what happens to it.

I'm not an idiot. I know what the church thinks.

But you must see that I can't keep this baby.

It would ruin my life.

It would ruin my mum's life.

He told me I have to get rid of it.

He threatened me.

He threatened you?

He said it has to be dealt with quietly.

That my mum can never know.

That everything has to go back to normal.

He would never hurt you.

He's already hurt me.

Can't you see that I have no choice?

I have to get rid of it.

There is always a choice.

I... I understand the situation you're in. I really do.

But as your priest, I cannot condone what you are planning.

It is your son or daughter growing inside of you.

I cannot advise you to take their life.

Father...

Claire, listen to me.

You've got nothing to be afraid of.

If you pray to God, he will protect you.

I will protect you.

You're not alone in this.

I promise.

Now I need you to go home and talk to Tom.

You need to tell him.

She's everywhere now.

I see her on the street, in the mirror, on the television, and in my dreams.

I beg God for help, but he's silent.

Father Pallister has promised to visit.

I pray he comes soon.

I never visited you, Tom.

Not here.

Stupid face.

That is not true.

You're beautiful, Claire.

Don't be silly, Tom.

You are incredible

Father, how could you let him touch me?

Put his hands on my body.

How could you let him touch me?

Don't let the door. What? What are you saying?

The door.

Don't let the door close.

Lie back. You might have concussion. The door!

Get the fucking door open!

How?

How did you get the door open?

I didn't. It was open when I got here.

It doesn't make sense. It's not locked.

It's like something's holding it shut from the other side.

Oh, go on.

Come on.

Let's lie you down somewhere.

No, I'm not having you involved in this. You have to go. How? The door's locked.

Stop being an idiot.

Come on.

What's been happening here?

You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

Maybe I'm being punished or tested.

You think God is testing you?

Sounds far -fetched, doesn't it?

Maybe not.

With what you said in the past at your sermon, people needing to right their

wrongs, cleanse their sins, maybe these are yours.

But I didn't do anything wrong.

And if God's talking to us now, that'll be a first.

You don't believe in him?

Yes. Yeah, I do.

He's there. I know that.

I just don't think he cares anymore.

He doesn't talk to me, that's for sure.

Father, why would Claire want to hurt you?

I think it's because... she came to confess to me.

I told her abortion was thin.

I prayed to God to help her, to protect her through it, and she believed me.

But she died anyway.

It's all down to him.

Father, we need to leave. We can't stay here.

I know, but there's no way out. I've tried.

There must be.

See?

Don't go downstairs.

Why? Jack.

It'll be light soon.

Someone will come and find us.

Not that soon, Father.

Why? What time is it?

About half past three.

What?

It can't be.

I got here at three.

And I've been here for hours.

You should sit back.

Maybe that fall was worse than it looked.

No, we have to get out of here.

Well, this place is sealed.

Whoever boarded it up didn't want anyone to get in.

Or maybe out.

Tom did this himself.

He must have had tools.

Then where are they?

He must have kept them somewhere safe.

In his sanctuary downstairs.

But you said not to go back down there. I know, I know.

But we need to get out. Just stay there and I'll be right back.

Are you sure?

I'll be fine.

Just... Just keep an eye out, OK?

I'll be right here.

Everything okay?

Father? Are you okay?

Hello? You paraded yourself around in front of me and I told you what you

to hear because you made me want you.

After the way you played me, I would have said anything to go to bed with

And I did.

And it was good.

And that's where it should have ended.

You couldn't do that, could you?

Couldn't just go to the clinic and get yourself sorted out?

And now look what you've done!

Tom, for God's sake!

What have you done?

Father, is that not what it looks like?

I found her like this. I was trying to save her.

Claire!

Claire, can you hear me?

Claire, answer me.

What the fuck have you done?

You need to go now, Father.

You need to walk away.

You know I can't do that, Tom.

Yes, you can.

You did when we asked for your help.

I came to you.

I confessed to you.

And so did she.

And what did you do?

Three Hail Marys and a go fuck yourself. That's not true.

I gave you advice.

To ask God to forgive us for what you did.

To trust in him.

And he would guide and protect you.

Well, I did that.

And she did that.

And yet, here we are.

We came to you for help, Father. And you did nothing.

So now you need to walk away. And do nothing again.

We need to call an ambulance. You're not really going to do that.

I'm going to leave and forget whatever you saw.

Otherwise, I'll tell.

I'll tell them all.

I'll tell them you abandoned us.

You stood by and you did nothing.

She'd be alive now were it not for you.

Her blood is on your hands.

Now get the fuck out.

Get out!

Claire, stop.

God, when did you help me?

I tried, Claire.

I did what I could.

I tried to guide you.

You did nothing.

You're right.

I entrusted your safety to God.

You did nothing to help you. For that, I'm sorry.

But it doesn't have to end this way, Claire.

She must be punished.

You remember?

Before all this happened to you.

I remember your first communion.

I remember you wearing these for the first time.

You're not to blame for this, Claire. You're still the victim, Claire.

It doesn't have to be like this.

Nobody else has to die.

Take me.

You're right.

I'm responsible for all of it.

I caused your death.

I should have helped. I should have done more.

It doesn't have to end like that.

No one else has to suffer. Please.

Please take me.

James! They've gone.

Well? You okay in there?

Open the door.

I can't. It's locked.

I don't have the key.

We're not here, James.

It's not what it looks like.

We've been trapped in here.

We need to get the police.

James.

What happened here?

What have you done?

Will.

It was Tom Carlyle.

Tom Carlyle's dead.

I know.

I know he is.

But it's his spirit or something.

Claire's too.

I've seen them both, Will.

So has she. Claire tried to kill her.

But they're gone now.

It's over. Go home.

We should get out of here.

Talk about this later.

Will? Will, you're my best friend. I'm not making this up.

I've been terrorised tonight.

Melissa almost killed.

Inspector Myers is dead.

It doesn't matter.

I just let the police deal with this, all right? No, you have to believe me.

Claire did the same thing to Tom as well.

Go and have a look downstairs and you'll see what happened to him. She drove him

to suicide.

James... Please, Will.

Just take a look.

I need you to believe me.

Okay.

Just make sure Melissa's all right.

And we're out of here.

Okay?

I promise.

Well...

So you're full, James.

Why did she die How did I fail

Why didn't you protect her

What am I supposed to do now what am I supposed to do

about him

do, Father.

She's everywhere.

I can't hide from her anymore.

Please, help me.

You've failed to keep her out, Tom.

It's only a matter of time now.

She will come for you.

You can't let her take you, Tom.

You must take matters into your own hands.

You're not suicide, Tom.

You have my blessing.

God will be waiting for you in heaven.

Hello, Inspector.

What are you doing there?

You felt wrong.

James, what are you doing?

You're a whore.

You need to be punished.

Please, stop.

What is all this?

What was wrong with him?

I made him think Claire was hanging him from the grave.

He bought the whole thing.

I convinced him to kill himself. Can you believe that?

You had to be punished, wasn't it?

He was a sinner.

You break my right!

You let off!

And I'll fix you up with your church!

Melissa? Listen to me, please.

You have to go.

I'm going to leave the keys here.

I'm going to Tom's room.

I'm going to lock myself in.

Please forgive me.

Will you come?

Please.

I needed your help. It's now.

I know that you can hear me.

Why won't you talk to me?

I needed direction and now I'm lost.

Please.

I need forgiveness for the things I've done.

I need to know you're there.

How can I fix this?

How can I be stopped from hurting anyone else?

I need a sign.

Please. I need a sign.

You really are a never -ending little shit,

aren't you?

Your whole life.

A fucking sheep.

Have you ever had an independent thought, James?

Even joining the Catholic Church was your dad's idea.

And you really fucked that one up, didn't you?

Oh, that poor girl.

Her whole life snatched away because you couldn't tell that cunt Tom to leave

her alone.

I did my duty as a priest. I did my duty. Well, that's all right then, isn't

As long as you did your duty, as long as you stuck to the rules.

This is ridiculous. You're not even real. More real than you, James.

You'd fail.

You surrounded yourself with whores, murderers, non -believers,

charlatan priests.

And you didn't have the strength to punish them.

You stuck to the rules.

Except when it came time to enforce them.

So now, because of you...

I've got to go and do my duty.

Not her.

I'm afraid so, James.

She had sex out of wedlock.

That's all there is to it.

And once we're finished with her, there's a whole world of sinners for us

deal with.

Oh. Now, open the fucking door!

I have to. I have to be punished.

You don't have to do anything.

You decide what happens to me. You... If I die, it'll be your fault.

Your... My fault.

My fault.

My fault.

Tell them it was all my fault.

She never killed herself.

She... She... She was stronger than that.

No, you're not going to do it.

That's my boy, doing what you're told.

Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.