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To receive you, Lord,

I am not worthy,

But your Word,

Brings me joy,

And I shall be healed.

To speak to you, Lord,

I am not worthy,

But your Word,

Lights my way,

And I shall be healed.

The body of Christ.

The body of Christ.

The body of Christ.

Amen.

LOVE LIKE POISON

Be quick.

I thought I'd never see you again.

I had to study.

And I can't concentrate on the train.

Thanks.

Did your dad call you?

Yeah. He said he'd come this week.

What happened?

It's none of my beeswax.

What'd he say when he left?

He said you're his favourite daughter.

Very funny. He only has one.

Yeah. But you're his favourite.

Sure you won't eat with us?

No thanks. I'd be bored stiff.

I got your favourite pastry.

When's your confirmation again?

Next Sunday.

Which church?

Saint Louis. Saint Louis?

That blocky church

with the bad acoustics?

It's a beautiful church.

And it's big.

It is big.

And it's heated. A real advantage in this weather.

What's the plan?

We could all go in one car.

Jeanne

- Shall we pick you up? - No, thanks.

I'll have a lot to do beforehand.

Suit yourself.

So...

What will you do now?

What do you mean?

This isn't your home.

You can't stay forever.

Come back home with us.

Anna could have Caroline's room.

You still have your room.

Why must she nurse Jean?

I hear you, Mother!

I'm going up to my room.

Sabine?

Hi.

Hi. How are you?

Good. You?

Good.

Get here yesterday?

Yeah.

Wanna come to the bunker with me?

We're about to leave.

But I've got a minute, for...

Let me ask Mum.

- Mum! - Yes?

Can I walk Anna to the bakery?

- Did you pack? - Yes.

Take your brother with you.

Where are you going?

To visit some friends of my parents.

In the South of France.

But the cool thing is they've got a son.

And their son is nineteen.

He's so hot!

I swear! He's like a god.

I saw his picture.

I was drooling all over it.

Is nineteen too old?

For you? No.

No, we're not going!

- Come on! - No!

- Get back here right now - No!

As usual.

If I reek, it's curtains for me.

I'm telling Mummy you smoke!

And back you go!

Your turn.

You squished me!

I can't get it right.

You're not very talented.

Meanie.

A present for you.

So you'll smell like me.

Thanks.

Take care.

I want to hear all about it.

You will. Bye.

Hurry up.

Everybody in.

Hello darlin'!

S'matter, darlin�?

Darlin' why so shy?

Kiss me now! Kiss me now!

Give me now now now

The lingering kiss I am waitin' for

The long kiss I am longin' for.

Come to me now. Hold me tight.

Have your way with me All night.

Why are you wearing that to bed?

Will you make Jean breakfast tomorrow?

OK.

Where are you going?

- To get some water - OK.

Goodnight. Sleep tight.

Hi Dad. It's me.

Just to let you know I'm back.

Call me. Love you. Bye.

Mum?

- Want jam? - No.

What are you up to today?

Going to Mr Treil's funeral.

Come on. That's no way. to spend your vacation.

I liked Mr Treil.

It'll be my first funeral.

Don't go. Save yourself for mine

- Been a while! - You're disgusting.

Hey. I'll freeze my nuts off!

Who is it?

Good morning.

Morning, Jean.

Morning, Anna.

It's been a long time.

I wanted to say hello.

What big eyes you have!

What big teeth you have!

Thank you.

Has Keriven come to see you recently?

Jeanne told me she got you an appointment in Paris.

At Gustave Roussy Hospital.

Did you know?

Our parish priest went a-hunting

He came across a woodcock

He aimed and shot And blew its cock off.

Our parish priest went a-hunting

He came across a woodcock

He aimed and shot

And blew its cock off Our parish priest

Went a-hunting

He's still full of spunk.

It's a World War 1 song I recognise it.

- Are you busy now? - I'm afraid so.

Anna!

- Yes? - Pierre's here for you.

Coming.

You didn't come yesterday.

Wanna take a ride?

OK.

- Know what this is? - No.

- A sacrificial stone. - Who told you that?

My grandpa.

If you put your head here and lie down,

you can feel the earth turning.

Go on, try it.

You try it.

Stop it.

What are you doing?

You're hurting me.

No.

Your hair is pretty.

Your perfume smells nice.

Coming.

We believe and have faith that we will all rise again.

As a sign of this faith I bless this body

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

Amen.

We've known each other for a long time.

When his family moved here he didn't speak French.

I gave him lessons.

How old was he?

Sixteen.

Did he already want to be a priest?

Yes, as a matter of fact, he was already very sure of that.

Did you and Dad have a church wedding?

Of course.

But dad doesn't believe.

No, but he knew how important it was to me and my family.

Did he mind you believing in God?

No.

Not when we were young.

We were in love.

And we were carefree.

- Can you help me? - OK.

- You don't mind? - No.

I feel handsome.

Some believers doubt their whole lives.

Mother Teresa did.

She really struggled.

- Really? - Yes.

There were times she was convinced she'd lost her faith.

But she stuck with it.

Maybe you're like her.

Maybe you'll always have to live with doubt.

That doesn't make you less of a good person.

Shall we take a break?

OK.

How did you know, for God and all?

Me?

It came to me very young.

I was still in Italy.

You see.

Every time I'd meet an adult

the first thing

I'd see in them

behind their expressions their smiles, their words

was their fragility.

I could see their tears.

And

one night, in my sleep

God spoke to me for the first time

I didn't dare tell anyone

I was afraid they'd think I was crazy

I was quite an unruly child as it was.

One day I decided to talk to my mother.

I must've been about twelve.

She was the person I felt closest to.

She told me

that when she was pregnant with me

she'd gone on a pilgrimage.

During a prayer

a thought struck her

Like a lightning bolt, she said.

The thought was

He will be a boy, and he will be a priest.

Not too cold?

I'm OK.

I don't think I'm ready.

You're far more ready than most kids,

who just do it for the gifts.

You're not in it for the bracelet right?

I know, but

I'm always having weird thoughts.

Like what?

I can't say.

Is it hard being on your own with your mum?

I want my dad to come back.

- I miss him

- You're good! - I played for a team.

- Milan AC? - No, not quite.

Wanna be our coach?

Your coach?

Yeah, help us improve our game.

I'll think about it.

Can I get your advice about something else?

Sure.

I invited Anna to my place but she blew me off.

She what?

Blew me off.

It's an expression. It means no.

I was wondering, since you know her well.

do you think I should keep trying?

It depends. Do you like her a lot?

Yeah.

We must be patient with the ones we love.

Yeah, you're right.

I'm gonna stick with it.

Feel like playing?

No.

I've got stuff to do.

Come on, just a quick game.

I'm not in the mood!

I can only let out the hem.

Very few women have pretty knees.

Do you like yours?

No.

Runs in the family.

At my age, were your breasts bigger or smaller?

Same as yours.

Self-confidence is what counts.

I know plenty of ordinary women who turn heads

because they love themselves.

What kind of breasts does Dad like?

Mine.

At least that's what he told me.

I spoke to him on the phone.

Really? He called?

No. I did.

I asked him to come.

And?

He said he'd come tomorrow.

Couldn't you have told me?

I don't want to see him.

Don't get your hopes up. he rarely keeps his promises.

Try it on.

Thanks.

- What do you want? - To see you.

Do I turn you on?

You're off your rocker, girl.

I heard you fainted at the funeral.

Yeah.

That's all my grandma could talk about.

It spooked her.

I wish I'd seen it.

You don't believe in God.

Yeah I do. Well... I'm not sure.

Then why are you a choirboy?

My grandma just loves seeing me in a choir gown.

She calls me her little angel. Cracks me up.

At bedtime in your boarding school do all you girls

get undressed at the same time?

Yeah.

Are all the other girls like you?

I mean

as pretty as you?

Why'd you kiss me the other day?

Dunno. I thought you wanted me to.

Take it off.

How about you?

Can you show me your breasts?

- No. - Please

No.

Why me and not you?

OK, but you can't touch them.

I've got a beauty mark.

It's pretty.

I see her growing up becoming beautiful.

With so much time ahead of her.

I'm ashamed of this feeling.

You feel this way because you don't believe in your own future.

You feel this is an ending for you.

When in fact, it's just a passage.

I look at her and think

"Paul will always love you."

It's stupid.

No, it's not stupid. It's human.

Suffering is human.

You must accept it as proof of your humanity.

Not wanting to suffer is understandable, of course

But it's also linked to pride.

God wants us to have mercy on ourselves.

If you have no mercy for yourself

how can you have mercy for others?

I strayed for a long time.

Paul didn't believe, that was part of it.

But now I want to come back.

Our Father, who art in Heaven,

hallowed be thy name,

Thy kingdom come,

thy will be done, on Earth as it is in Heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread,

and forgive us our trespasses

as we forgive those who trespass against us.

And lead us not into temptation,

but deliver us from evil.

Amen.

Give me your peace, Lord.

Give me your peace, Lord.

You're beautiful.

- Really? - You bet.

You'll be as beautiful as your mum.

Did I ever tell you about the first time I saw your mum?

No.

The first time I saw your mum was on a weekend.

Your dad was still at school in Quimper.

The night before

he told us very seriously

he was bringing someone home.

They arrived at noon the next day.

Your grandma was all hopped up.

She kept exclaiming:

"How pretty she is! How pretty she is!"

That made your mum so uncomfortable,

that after a while

Paul got upset.

They left right after lunch.

A real fiasco.

I'll let you sleep.

Promise me something.

Before I go, would you do something for me?

What?

I'd like to see the place I come from again

The village?

No.

- Goodnight, honey. - Goodnight.

They took away your TV?

At my request. I prefer the radio.

Anyway. See? I've got all I need.

How do you feel?

Not good.

Maybe you should get some air?

No.

Your records should be upright You'll ruin them.

You can do it when they're yours.

You know.

we have something new in common you and I.

Your wife can't stand me anymore.

Will you divorce?

I don't know.

Jeanne won't want to.

I'm not even sure I.

I don't know. I need some time.

What's the new girl like?

She's a good person.

This is hard for her too.

How about in bed?

Dad, stop it with that.

Do you live with her?

She's got a family too, actually.

Wonderful.

I'm staying with a friend.

You need to take your daughter with you.

She's unhappy at that boarding school you put her in.

I know. I gave in.

I thought it'd protect her from our constant fighting.

Wipe your mouth.

Thanks.

Still have that phone that takes pictures?

Will you take my picture?

If you like.

Give me a smile.

Want to see it?

No.

Your father's bills.

Right, of course.

I don't have any cash.

I'll write you a cheque.

I'll sign and let you fill it out.

Did you speak to him?

To who? About What?

Your father.

The hospital.

No.

The very idea repels me.

Anyway, you can stay as long as you like.

To play nursemaid?

That's not what I meant.

I don't want your charity.

You take everything wrong, it's so fucking annoying!

Watch your mouth.

Why won't you tell me who she is?

What would that change?

Everything! This village is tiny.

You could spare me the humiliation.

You left us alone with your sick father. You're an asshole.

Stop it, now! Shut your mouth!

Shut your mouth!

Jeanne!

That's right.

You got it.

That one was easy.

Your turn. Make it a tough one.

I love this place.

My dad used to bring me...

To collect cockles?

You've heard it before?

This boy in the village.

Tell me about him. Is he bothering you?

Dad. I'm not a kid anymore

- You expect me to believe that? - Very funny.

Sorry, but fourteen is still a kid in my book

Is he having his confirmation?

That's not really his thing.

I like him already.

Hello, Jeanne.

What's up?

I thought you'd be in town but you weren't.

You should've called.

What can I do for you?

I want to confess.

Is this...

Please.

Hello.

Fran�ois, do you have the car keys?

Yes.

Thanks.

Confession's at six, Jeanne. You know that.

In the new room.

Please. I need it.

I'm off work now. I'll see you at six.

Can I use the bathroom?

Just for a second.

Of course.

I'm sorry.

No need to apologise.

I remember your grandma used to hang up

your nursery school drawings.

I was quite the artist back then.

You have a guitar?

Yeah. Shall I play you something?

For so long now

I've waited for you

You didn't know how

In secret I loved you

I wanted to tell you

But I didn't dare

I wanted to hold you

Show you I care

Look into my eyes

I'm no longer afraid

Your flaming hair

Sets my heart on fire

Look into my eyes

I'm no longer afraid

Your flaming hair

Sets my heart on fire

I feel so alone

When you are far from me

I don't want to be alone

My love, please don't go

We can spend the whole day

Talking and laughing

We can spend the whole night

Looking and touching

Look into my eyes

I'm no longer afraid

Your flaming hair

Sets my heart on fire

Mum. what are you doing here?

So I'd know when you got home.

I was worried.

Where were you?

With Pierre.

My little girl.

My darling.

I love you so much.

Let me give you some advice.

Don't ever forget it.

If you find fault with yourself,

especially if you find fault

with your body,

never talk to a man about it.

Keep it to yourself.

Come on.

Goto your room.

I put your dress out for tomorrow.

You know.

Lately I've been wanting to fall asleep and never wake up.

Shut up.

I wish I could leave now.

God our Father

and his son Jesus Christ

through whom we receive the Holy Spirit

be always with you.

And also with you.

Peace be with you.

And also with you.

A reading from the letter of Saint Paul to the Galatians.

Brethren, I say,

walk by the Spirit,

and you will not carry out

the desire of the flesh.

For the flesh sets its desire against the Spirit,

and the Spirit against the flesh.

For these

are in opposition to one another,

so you may not do the things you please.

But if you are led by the Spirit,

you are not under the Law.

Now the deeds of the flesh are evident:

immorality, impurity, obscenity,

idolatry, sorcery,

enmities, strife,

jealousy, disputes, envy,

divisiveness, factionalism, rivalry,

drunkenness, gluttony,

and things like these.

I forewarn you, as I have forewarned you,

that those who practice such things

will not inherit the Kingdom of God.

But the fruit of the Spirit

is love, joy, peace, patience,

kindness, goodness, faithfulness

humility and self-control.

Against such things there is no law.

Now those who belong to Christ Jesus

have crucified the flesh

with its selfish passions and desires.

If we live by the Spirit,

let us also walk by the Spirit.

My children

before all those here present

you affirm your trust

in God the Father

in Jesus Christ his Son

and in the Holy Spirit.

Do you believe,

do you place your trust in God the Father,

who gives us life and performs great Wonders for us?

We do.

Do you believe, do you place your trust in the Church,

the Great Family of God's children?

We do.

Do you believe in the promise of Jesus

to raise us from the dead and grant us everlasting life?

We do.

If your father had come,

you'd be confirmed right now.

Don't think I'm not on to you.

You can fool others, but not me.

You did it to humiliate me, right?

Answer me!

I didn't do it on purpose.

Don't bullshit me.

I didn't do it on purpose!

Right.

I won't see you anymore.

Excuse me? What did you say?

Dad's taking me to Quimper with him.

That's a new one.

I spoke to him yesterday on the phone.

Apparently he is indeed moving to Quimper,

but not with you.

- Liar! - You didn't seem to be in his plans.

- Liar! - I'm not the liar here.

Where are we?

You're going to tell Father Fran�ois what you did.

Anna!

When am I coming to live with you?

Jeanne...

You're falling asleep.

You should go home now.

You mustrft leave Anna alone.

Thank you.

Come in.

Anna Falgueres?

Come with me. please.

Hello Anna. Have a seat.

It's your mother for you.

Hello?

You often spoke to me about the day you'll be gone.

You didn't want me to be sad.

You wanted us to drink champagne

and laugh.

You said you'd be truly happy on that day.

because you wouldn't miss Grandma anymore.

You also asked me to sing a poem for her

so I will, even though it's hard,

because I love you

Open your eyes. Wake up

Love has come calling

I've brought it to you

Open the window to your breasts

Open your silk bodice

Open the waist of your dress

Open so we can see

Open your overflowing heart to me

I'll drink it with my kisses

Open your linen blouse

Open so we can touch

Open the folds of your drapes

Open your arms to hold me

Open your breasts So I may lay head

Open, to the fury of my kiss

Your lips of rose

Open all that can be opened

The warm treasures of your body

I will flood eternally.

The abyss I am entering

Pierre!

You need to learn to whistle That was pathetic.

- How's it going? - Good.

Wanna hang out?

I can't.

Come on.

Let's go.

Ok. but just for a little while.

Pierre?

I missed you.

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