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This programme contains some scenes of a sexual nature.

MUFFLED GROUP SINGING AND CLAPPING

SINGING GETS CLEARER

SCREAMING

THEY SING

# The Pentecostal...

# Pentecostal

# Pentecostal

# Pentecostal

# Pentecostal

# Pentecostal fire descend. #

SHE CHANTS IN LATIN

ALL CHANT TOGETHER

Excuse me, can I interest you in the love of Jesus?

Excuse me, can I interest you in the love of Jesus? Can I interest you in the love of Jesus?

Thank you. And you have a child? Good. I think you'll find it useful.

Hope to see you on Sunday. Excuse me? Take a leaflet and meet the Lord.

Look, it's Miss Jewsbury! Hello, Jess. How are you?

I'm worn out with a night of prayer and these two bags of shopping.

I'll give you a lift.

Come in for some of my fruitcake.

Been busy with the Parkins? Hello.

Hello, Mrs Norris. You're helping Jess. It's wonderful when people of the Lord join together.

We'll be off now.

My car's outside, it's not locked. Leave your bags.

I'll be with you in a second. I've to collect something.

See you tomorrow, Jess. Bye.

I'll give you a hand if you like. We're in a hurry, Jess.

What happened to your sleeve? You know what children are like.

But I forget. You haven't got any. Not one for family life.

I can see that Jess is no longer a child. I think she needs a new mac.

We're getting one this afternoon.

Mum? Yes, it's hard being a mother.

Mum! Don't shout, Jess.

Miss Jewsbury's not deaf. She's had her adenoids out.

I'd better be on my way.

We don't see you at church much any more.

No. I've found somewhere quieter.

Always thought you were a Methodist. Mu-um! Be quiet!

What? I don't think Jess can move her arms.

Have I been over-zealous?

I'm fed up. I'm going home to join the Methodists.

Growing pains, Miss Jewsbury. Goodbye!

You're a disgrace. Why did you flaunt that mac at her?

I didn't rip it, did I? I'm going home.

I didn't take you from the orphanage for this!

What's bred in the bone comes out on the marrow.

I wish you'd left me there.

You brought that on yourself.

Come on. Let's get your new mac.

I want to go home. Come on!

Thought that mac would outlast your father.

It would have...if it hadn't been for you.

Those are all too big.

I'm not having a pink one. People will laugh at me.

Try it on.

Look!...It's even got a hat.

It's the wrong way round. Must be!

Look, it's too big! Lovely! You'll grow into it.

Mum!

We'll take it!

↑ That's um...tenpence.

SHOP TILL RINGS

Everyone looks really miserable, don't they?

When Keats was miserable he put on a clean shirt.

But he was a poet.

Do you work here full time?

Just on Saturdays. I'm doing my "A" levels.

They don't like me to have friends at work. But I'm not your friend.

I know, but he'll think you are.

I've got one friend called Elsie. She's eighty-two.

I'll come back next week. What's your name?

Come on. We're due at Bertwhistles. Can I have a fish?

I've got enough with you and William

and that dog. Just one.

Hmm!

(Melanie.)

I'm Jess.

Oh, hello.

Oh, hello.

Not saved yet, Cissy?

↑

Not yet. But still burying them that are.

I've got some old bugger to see this afternoon.

I'd best be off.

I could do with a mac like Jess's. Nice and voluminous.

You'd never credit the mud at a graveside.

I'd be thankful for my graveside to put an end to my sorrows.

Goodbye, Cissy.

Have a Horlicks. Nettie! Nettie! >

Mrs Arkwright, what are you doing?!

Can't keep a home on vermin alone. I've had to come waitressing.

What can I get?

Horlicks for me and a milkshake for Jess.

Banana please.

What's happened to your specs?

That Irene dropped her beefburgers on them.

I'd just taken them off and she slammed them things down.

More expense.

What do you reckon to Liverpool v Rovers?

Nowt.

They freeze them things just like bricks nowadays.

I like a fridge -

but you can go too far with progress.

Progress is ruining my business.

My Horlicks?

Can't keep bugs down forever.

People think they've got rid of them but they mutate.

Do you want a Saturday job? What doing?

Washing glasses. Yes, she does.

Is Melanie ill?

Oh, it's you again.

No...last week was her finish.

You can start here, if you fancy.

You've seen enough to know what to do. I'll give you

three pound for the day.

And a kipper to take home.

You've left. I've got a job at the library.

The money's better. Mum and me need it.

I've been here every week. I know.

But it's always too busy to talk. I know.

Have you got time for a baked potato?

I work at Bertwhistle's caff. Come and get a milkshake.

I haven't enough money. It's free!

I'll say you're my friend.

I don't know many people. We used to live in Halifax.

We live in a house by the cemetery, with a bathroom - not like before.

We've got one too. My mum built it.

Didn't know there were women plumbers. She's not a plumber!

She found a toilet, and as she was putting her plants in it

the Lord told her that with her skills she should build a bathroom.

Are you religious?

Yeah, but we're not boring.

Jesus does things for us.

He's like a friend who always wants to see you.

I like that.

Well, why don't you come to our church then?

You can have your own tambourine. I'm Catholic.

God doesn't mind. Come tomorrow?

I'll have to ask my mum.

You can bring her. And your dad.

I haven't got a dad.

I'm saving my money to go to college.

Mum's money is for the housekeeping.

I haven't got one either.

Well, not much. He's quiet, but he's deep.

The Lord speaks to him silently.

My mum knows. She's different. Oh, you'll see.

Holy Joes!

Use your bibles to wipe your bums! Got any brides of Christ who fancy a bit?!

< Holy Joes!

On a Sunday, too.

Sent by the Devil, they were.

He used to live by the glue-works, you know, near that Arkwright woman,

opposite the pea cannery.

Then their cousin died and left them a house next to us. Yes.

My next door neighbours, Mrs Green - limbs of Satan, all.

Well, we've heard it all before.

Don't mock me. I've had it hard. The Lord knows how hard.

He does, he DOES.

I see Jess has brought a friend. That's nice.

She's not saved yet.

Jess can't have friends like that.

Think of your reward in Heaven.

I'll have a mansion.

You will. And your clothes won't be second-hand.

ALL: Oh, oh!

Oh, look at that!

APPLAUSE AND CHEERING

Here it is! Bought with the money you all gave.

Here it is!

ALL: Hallelujah! Hallelujah!

The glory bus! ALL: Glory, glory, glory!

You see...I have a collapsible cross. ALL: Oh!

And a first aid kit... in case I'm casting out demons and we have an accident.

I've seen people combust.

What do you do about the flames?

I use an extinguisher. All: Ah! Wonderful.

And I have a sink with running water

just as Jesus made the possessed swine leap into the sea,

so, I rinse the demon with this tap.

ALL: Oh!

And the last of the signs and wonders...

..is my salvation flag... which I can hoist...

..from the cockpit whenever I want to raise a salute to Jesus. ALL: Aah!

Amazing.

Jess, I'm glad you're here. I want you to look after Graham.

He's only just accepted Christ as his saviour. I want you to steer him on the way.

Just right, eh, Jess!

Hello, I'm Jess. You should come to my bible study class on Mondays.

Shall I bring in my guitar? Yes, make a joyful noise unto the Lord.

Remember, your body is a temple, Jess. Don't give in to temptation.

He's a good-looking boy, isn't he?

We'll be like Jane Eyre and St John Rivers.

That's Mum's favourite book. And the Bible, eh, Jess.

Never mind the flesh, Jess. Think of the spirit.

Trust me.

a little...

..of what Jesus has been doing through me this week.

You know it is my special ministry to recognise the demon and to cast out that fiend.

Even now, as we sit here today drinking in the word of the Lord,

demons are spreading through the north-west.

Lancashire and Cheshire are the worst. Yesterday I cleansed a whole family in Cheadle Hume.

Ridden they were. Yes, ridden, and do you know why?

Unnatural passions! Lord, forgive them!

Now, I'd like to ask Jess to come and lead us...

..in a chorus, in a word of prayer

while I walk amongst you laying hands, on any who need

the touch of the Lord.

Some are sick, some are sad, some have lost the joy they had.

Let us sing to the Lord!

Let us give our thanks to Jesus who died for us and has risen again and is with us STILL.

Let's sing "Somebody Touch Me"

and do our best for Jesus as he has done his best for us.

LIVELY PIANO INTRO

ALL SING:

# While I was sleeping Somebody touched me

# While I was sleeping Somebody touched me

# While I was sleeping Somebody touched me

# I knew it was the hand of the Lord

# Glory, glory, glory Somebody touched me

# Glory, glory, glory Somebody touched me

# Glory, glory, glory Somebody touched me

# I knew it was the hand of the Lord

# While I was sleeping Somebody touched me

# While I was sleeping Somebody touched me #

Let the Spirit in, Melanie.

Let it in where?

# Glory, glory, glory Somebody touched me

# Glory, glory, glory Somebody touched me

# Glory, glory, glory Somebody touched me

# I knew it was the hand of the Lord. #

In a moment, a word of prayer.

And if anyone amongst us hasn't yet given their life to Jesus,

put aside doubt and fear and things of the past

and use the light to start your future.

Your future as a child of God with a mansion in the sky!

Amen! Amen!

Let's sing "He Touched Me".

And if you don't know the words, just sing along as best you can.

GENTLE PIANO INTRO

ALL SING QUIETLY:

# He touched me

# He touched me

# And, oh, the joy that filled my soul.

# Something happened

# and now I know

# He touched me

# And made me grow

VERY QUIETLY:

# He touched me

# He touched me... #

I know...there is someone out there

waiting...to give their life to Jesus.

Put your hand in the air.

Let me know. So that I can PRAY for you.

I see your hand.

# He touched me

# And made me grow. #

- Alleluiah! - Amen!

Another sheep in the fold.

What a little lamb!

Get that pastry properly flat.

I hate cooking. So do I. But for you and your dad, I'd be a missionary.

Too hot to cook out there. You just eat pineapples all the time.

Hurry up. I want to talk to you

about something.

What? I'd like a pineapple.

I've only had oranges for sixteen years. It's unnatural.

I want to talk to you about boys.

You can give this cutting to Melanie. It's about being a new Christian.

Boys?

I saw the way you looked at Graham in church.

It's only natural - a nice boy like that, but...

I wasn't LOOKING at him, I was saying hello.

He was looking after Melanie.

That's different.

I prayed about this

and the Lord told me to tell you the story of Pierre.

And how I nearly came to a bad end. Yeah?

When I was young I was headstrong and I got a job teaching in Paris.

I lived by the Boulevard St Germain, ate croissants and led a clean life.

I wasn't with the Lord then, but I had high standards.

Then...one sunny day... when I wasn't expecting it,

I met Pierre.

Or should I say, Pierre met me.

He got off his bicycle, gave me his onions

and said I was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. Gosh!

Yes...I was flattered.

Then what? I'm telling you.

We exchanged addresses and he took me to restaurants and nightclubs

so we could dance till the small hours

while the waiters were folding up tablecloths

and saying hello to each other.

On those nights I...

..started to feel a sort of giddiness...

..and a fizzing and a...buzzing

in my stomach.

In...the pit of my stomach.

The very...pit.

I thought it must be...love

but there was no reason to be in love -

he wasn't handsome like other men or Pastor Spratt.

But the feeling wouldn't go away.

Then... one night... after a quiet supper and a...

..romantic walk along the banks of the moonlit Seine,

Pierre clasped me to him and begged me.

His very words were...

.."Voulez-vous couchez avec moi, ce soir?"

What does that mean?

Love.

Roughly speaking it means...

Don't go home without me.

Oh.

Lord forgive me...

WHISPERS:

..but I did it.

The worst is still to come.

A few days later I went to the doctor...for a check-up.

I told him about the fuzzing...

and the buzzing and...

..explained to him that I was in love and so needed a bit of help.

You know...

..medical help.

He started frowning and "um-ing"

and after he'd...examined me and washed his hands he said,

"You may be in love, but you also have a stomach ulcer."

Imagine, Jess...

I'd given away my all, for an ailment.

Then am I your...? There was no issue.

Just you take care.

What you think is the heart, might well be another organ.

Thanks.

Best get over to Elsie, as Melanie will be waiting.

Don't let any boy touch you.

Down there!

I feel safe having you two stay the night.

The world's full of robbers.

Jesus will protect you, Elsie.

When my mind's on him.

But we're having a rest from each other just now. We go our own ways.

If not, I'd never get my skirting boards painted.

Is that scriptural?

ELSIE: The Lord has his ways

and I have mine.

Well now, come on, you two.

I can't stay up for ever.

Wish I wanted to be a missionary.

Why don't you?

Because I don't like hot places.

I got sunstroke in Morecambe last year.

ELSIE: You don't have to do everything your mother says.

Now...bed.

I was lonely before I met you.

Me too.

Mum don't let me have friends, unless they're saved.

And I haven't got any real friends at school.

We're like David and Jonathan in the Bible.

Although married, they loved each other best.

It says so.

And when we're married, we'll love each other best.

I don't want to get married. Why not?

Well, you have to cook and clean all the time.

When I was little... the first fairy story I ever read

was "Beauty and the Beast".

Do you remember? Yeah.

And then May told me that she had married a pig,

and because he looked just like one, all squinty and red,

I thought she meant it. Really?

Yeah, really.

And I kept looking at men,

especially one in the butcher's

wondering if they were beef.

And I thought that most of the women in our street had done pretty badly.

And how disappointed they must be, if they married their beasts

and started kissing them and nothing happened.

I thought that all over the world, in all innocence,

women were marrying beasts!

I went out with a boy, once.

All he did was push me against the back fence and wriggle a lot.

That was horrible.

I've never had a boyfriend.

The beast put me off.

Graham isn't a beast.

Don't talk to me about the beast.

You make me laugh.

Look over there.

There are men in the world,

then there are the women...

and then...there are...

..the BEASTS! Aargh!

Aargh!

Come and see.

This can't be unnatural passions, can it?

Have you just finished?

Yeah, the library closed early today.

We were stocktaking. Shall we go to Elsie's tonight? Me mum's on nights.

I can't. Mum wants me to stay in.

Why?

Don't know!

She don't normally mind me seeing you, but she wants me to go home

straight after work.

Is it because of me? I thought she liked me.

She DOES. I know she does.

Here, nipper. Sit down and stop pretending to work.

She'll be all right soon. She's just moody.

She didn't talk to my dad for nearly a year, once.

Then he stopped talking to her... or anybody else.

Will you walk home with me, then? I'll wait for you.

I better not.

She'll be all right soon. You're just not used to her.

I haven't been out for three weeks, except for church and school.

We can't DO any more painting.

I've done the skirting boards...

..twice!

And the coal-house every night, because you said it was streaky.

Now it looks like a Greek temple.

Don't start heathen talk with me. I'm not!

You wanted me to help and now we've finished.

So, I'm going to Elsie's.

What for?

Cos I like her.

Cos I always go on a Saturday.

And Melanie goes too.

You used to like staying in with your dad and me.

I DO like staying in with...

I'll see you at church in the morning.

Leave it. Go, if you're going.

I'm not in a hurry. I said LEAVE it!

What's the matter? I'm bad with me nerves.

Huh! You haven't got any nerves.

NOW what have I said?

Is there anything you want me to take to Elsie?

I am sure you and Melanie have thought of everything.

TV:

'Come back, Fred! come back!

'Oh! Oh, where am I going? Oh!'

What's this then? I should report you.

It's flowers from the dead to the living.

Come over here. There's some lovely roses.

I come with Joe the undertaker now. He worked for "Blooming Health".

We've got our own parlour now. Just by the cemetery.

You should come and see us. Yeah, I will.

How's your mother?

She doesn't like me any more.

Don't be silly. She loves you.

I told her I didn't want to be a missionary.

Why should you be? Daft job anyway.

Are these for her? No.

They're for Melanie. She likes flowers, but she can't afford them.

You'd best be quick. Joe'll be locking the gates.

I'll climb over.

No respect.

Come soon.

I never did show you how to make a wreath.

Thanks for the flowers.

Ugh!

Go downstairs. There's the kitchen cupboard to mend.

I'm protecting her, William. It's Jess I'm protecting.

# Foul, I to the fountain fly

# Wash me, Saviour, or I die

# While I draw this fleeting breath

# When mine eyes are closed in death

# When I soar to worlds unknown

# See thee on thy judgment throne

# Rock of ages, cleft for me

# Let me hide myself in thee. #

There's a prayer we say. You all know it.

Some are sick...some are sad...

Some have lost the joy they had.

This morning...

..we are praying for two of our number like that.

This morning I have a hard task ahead.

Two of our number have a great sin.

A terrible sin...

..the sin that dare not speak its name.

Jess! Melanie! Come to the front, please.

MISS JEWSBURY: Keep calm, keep calm.

These children of God... have fallen foul of their lusts.

Their bodies have proved stronger than their spirits.

Their hearts are fixed on carnal things.

These children are full of demons.

I'm not! Neither is she. Be quiet! I said, it's not true!

Now we hear the voice of the demon arguing with the voice of the Lord.

Satan's voice.

Do you deny you love her with the love reserved for husband and wife?

Yes! No!

St Paul, Romans, Chapter one.

"Claiming to be wise, they became fools.

"So, God gave them up to lust, to the dishonouring of their bodies.

"The women exchanged natural relations for unnatural.

"Receiving in the end the due penalty for error!"

St Paul, Romans, Chapter 14.

"I persuaded him, my Lord, that nothing is unnatural in itself.

"It is made so by those who THINK it is."

Do you repent of your sin and put it behind you forever?! Yes! Yes!

Praise the Lord! Praise the Lord!

MRS GREEN: Praise the Lord!

Go to the vestry with Mrs Green and Jess's mother.

Praise the Lord!

It's not too late to truly repent! I love you!

I love her! Then you do not love the Lord!

Are you trying to help this child, or hurt her? Don't interrupt, Elsie.

Are you trying to help this child, or hurt her?

MAY: Elsie!

Why weren't you careful, Jess?

About what?

How you were together.

Anybody could see what you were about. It's all over your faces.

It was like that. You can't hide love.

You'll have to learn.

Never hide what's good.

What have they done to her?

Oh, she'll be all right. She won't argue.

She loves me.

You'd better stay here tonight. You're not ready for them.

Mum will worry.

She'll guess where you are.

She knows you've got a key.

Elsie's been trying to protect you. And when she got ill, she asked me to take over.

That's why I'm here.

Come on. You must rest.

I don't understand.

It's my problem, too.

What?

Loving the wrong people.

Jess...We've been waiting for you.

Jesus...has been waiting for you.

I've got to go to school.

Where did you spend the night?

How's Elsie? She's in hospital.

At Miss Jewsbury's, I'll bet.

She's not holy.

Where's Melanie? She's resting, after her ordeal.

What ordeal?

You.

MAY:

She's safe. Don't fret. She's come back to Jesus now.

There's no breakfast in hell.

We're doing this for your own good.

It's because we want to help you.

MRS GREEN: No gratitude.

Sit up. Can I go now?

MAY: We're here to help you. We've prayed all night.

Now we're going to pray over you - to get the demon out, Jess.

I haven't got a demon.

Have you got the "cords of love"?

What are they for?

Are you going to hurt me? No-one's going to hurt you.

It's the DEMON we want to hurt.

Amen, Jesus!

No!

Lie down, Jess. No! No!

These are the cords of love. No! No!

SHE CONTINUES TO SCREAM AND PROTEST

Be quiet, Jess. I don't want to hurt you.

MAY: Oh, she's strong.

MRS GREEN: With the devil inside her.

You can't run away, Jess. Remember what the Psalmist said.

"Brother, can I flee from my spirit?

"This room is full of angels in invisible dress".

A room full of angels, one devil... you'll soon be free, Jess.

Get off me!

Get off me!

Mum! Mum! Get them off me, Mum! Ssh!

It's the Lord's work.

I've tied them tightly, but not for long. Turn her over ladies, please.

My National Service training still comes in useful. Now, Jess...

..think about Jesus.

MRS GREEN: About his goodness and his loving kindness.

There's no kindness here! I hate you all!

And YOU most of all!

MAY: Devil's filth from her mouth!

MRS GREEN: She's a bastard really!

I'm not the bastard! Think we'd better use the gag!

I don't want you to hear this.

It gets worse, as the demon struggles for supremacy. Don't!

Aargh!

She's so pretty.

Sometimes...the devil scars you as he comes free.

You might not be pretty any more. Aargh!

I'll tell you... what's going to happen.

We're going to pray over you...

for seven hours.

Not me. Mrs Green and your mother

all the time.

I've arranged for a team

to work shifts.

It's exhausting, our struggle

against the demon.

But you see, how much we LOVE you!

For three days... and three nights,

in this room, you must think

about Jesus.

Not soft bodies and easy pleasure!

But the virtues...of your Saviour.

This may sound harsh, Jess,

but it's softer than hell.

I've never known the demon last over three days.

MAY: It's for you, Jess. Let's start.

Now, Jess! I want you to think about the crucified Christ!

And his sacrifice for you! Think of Jesus' suffering!

MAY: Amen! Amen!

Oh, Lord, come down among us. End this girl's suffering.

THEY ALL BEGIN TO CHANT AND PRAY

Stand behind the trees. Mum can see up here with her binoculars.

A DOG BARKS

Are you all right, Jess? >

No.

I want you to find Melanie, and give her this letter.

I've got to see her.

Don't know about that, Jess.

You know, while they had me locked up, I thought I saw a demon.

An orange one.

You don't mean that. You were ill. I DO mean that.

It wasn't bad. Wasn't a demon the way Pastor talked about them.

This one looked like me,

but he glowed all fiery, with orange hair.

He told me that I had to make a choice.

You do, Jess. You have to follow the Lord.

You hate it here. THEY hate you here.

Why don't you go away?

Where to? It's the same wherever you go.

It's NOT...Can't be.

You've got to fight.

Go home now, Jess, they'll be wondering.

Promise about that letter?

Promise.

DOG BARKS

You've got to fight.

Listen, girl, don't do that!

Say goodbye to me very loudly, then let me sneak upstairs.

You come up as soon as you can.

Miss Jewsbury's outside. She'll wait for me till morning.

Do it!

This is ME you're turning away.

Did they hurt you?

Yeah.

Did they hurt you?

No. I didn't fight.

You know, some of the things we talked about...the future...

..they're things I won't forget.

They're things I'll do. Go to university, go away, maybe.

I never even thought about leaving home before I met you.

I've made it a mess for you. No, you haven't!

You've made it different... Better.

You don't wish it hadn't happened, do ya?

No.

Make love to me.

I can't.

I can't!

Well, then, I'll make love to you.

Let the sin be mine.

A soul redeemed for Jesus.

Don't you feel better, Jess?

She does, you can tell.

She looks like her old self, eh, Jess?

Heaven rejoices in a sinner saved.

Won't you testify on Sunday, Jess? I will.

Let's lay our hands on Jess and ask the Lord's blessing.

Kneel down, Jess.

Jesus. Thanks for taking this sinner and passing fire through her heart.

Thank you... 'Will you write to me? I can't.'

..The heat she feels.. 'We've got to forget.

I won't forget!'

..smash her pride... 'I'll miss you. You don't have to!'

..cries Jesus... 'You can love me!

It's not simple any more.'

..the bleeding wounds... 'I LOVE you.' Amen! Amen!

Subtitles by Jayne Mackinnon - 1994 -