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[Distant voice speaking Italian]

[Speaks Italian]

[Italian continues]

[Speaks Italian]

[Speaks Italian]

The Church has AIDS! The Church has AIDS!

I have no voice in this conference!

Our fellow priests are dying, and the Vatican does nothing!

Open your eyes to what's going on!

- Stop this sham before it's too late! - [Speaks Italian]

How many of you here are HIV positive?

How many of you in this room are HIV positive?

I will not be silenced!

I will not be silenced! Priests are dying in their hundreds!

I will not be silenced!

You can't hide this issue!

This issue cannot be hidden!

This issue cannot be hidden! The Church has AIDS!

The Church has AIDS!

[Sounds of a struggle]

[Speaks Italian]

[Laughter]

It's nonsense.

[Conversation fades out]

Good afternoon, Father.

A quiet moment?

I like to be here on my own sometimes.

[Door opens]

Father Doherty.

Daniel.

- Good weekend? - Thank you, yes.

- Tom. - Jack.

[Murmurs of conversation]

- Where have you been? - Chapel.

If you spend any more time there, you may as well sleep on the altar.

- Team list up yet? - No, no, not yet.

Hope to God Fitzpatrick's not on it. Or that other queer fella.

Come now, where's your compassion?

I none as far as hurling's concerned.

I don't like that lanky bollocks.

- Oh, is this any good, Danny? - Brilliant. Halfway through it already.

Better read it before he gets here.

Hope he's better than the last guy.

Hope it's shorter too. Holy Mary, me arse was killing me by the finish.

Oh, well, we must suffer for our Faith, boys.

We must, shite!

[Shouting]

Come on, lads! Keep it up!

- Come on, find your man! - The danger is their centre forward.

- Stop him and we have a chance. - Any thoughts?

Apart from him.

What's wrong with him? He's the best this place has seen in a long time.

- Certainly the fittest, look. - And he's keen to play.

- Looking at you again, Danny. - No, he's not.

He might be looking at you. You never know.

He might turn up at midnight with cocoa and a hot-water bottle.

- Bollocks! - Them as well.

You don't have long to go to your ordination.

- Don't throw it away now. - The winter nights will soon be on us.

- What's a fella to do? - Do what the rest of us do.

It's a good team, Noel.

We should do well. This could be Galcranagh's year to win the League.

Yeah.

Especially with a little help from him.

- Yes! - Me too.

- We thought you'd be good for the team. - Oh, we will be.

I'm looking forward to this. Thanks.

Yeah. Thanks.

No problem.

We need all the talent we can get.

See you tomorrow, lads. Get plenty of sleep.

That fella gives me the jitters, Danny.

Ah, don't be stupid. He's the best captain this town's ever had.

Fair enough. Hey, are you going to the dance?

Yeah.

Come on, now!

[Shouting]

Get in there! Get in!

Get the fuck off!

Oh, good effort, Danny!

Right through the centre Danny...

- Go on, Danny! - [Cheering]

[Music playing]

I'll have four of pints there please, mate.

- Cheers, lads! - Cheers!

Man of the match. Fair play to you.

Stop talking business and meet me sister!

- How're you doing? - Hello, Donal.

I've been dying to meet you.

[Singing]

Sorry there! How's it going, Daniel?

- Liam! - I hear you won today.

Congratulations. You were man of the match.

Hardly. How are you, Declan?

- See your woman over there? - Which one?

- The one with the big jugs. - They've all got big jugs.

The one in the pink top. Any time you want a ride,

she'd be happy to oblige.

She loves fucking priests.

She hasn't been out with anyone else since you joined the priesthood.

You broke her heart.

God had other plans for me.

He sure has, Daniel. He sure has.

Enjoy yourself.

[Whispered voices]

[Gunshot]

I'm away, Ma, thanks.

- Are you back at the weekend, Daniel? - Yeah.

- Good. See you, then. - See you, Ma.

Hang on! Whoa!

♪ Your love's away

♪ Don't let her slip away

♪ Keep her close beside you

♪ Even true love fades

♪ Even true love fades

Fin! Fin, what's happened?

Jesus, Foley, you must know someone in Eircom.

How the hell did you find out so quick?

Father Sweeney sent a message saying there's a story that might interest me.

- Poor bastard splattered himself. - Who?

Father Sweeney. Suicide.

Big time.

God's police. You'd better fuck off. This is private property.

David Foley, Galcranagh Gazette.

Any chance I can ask you a few questions?

No.

Bishop, can I ask you a few questions about Father Sweeney?

Got any comments to make whatsoever?

- Please, a few moments of your time -- - Foley, now, that's enough.

- Foley! - Can I ask you a few questions?

Please, just a few moments of your time.

I'll be wanting a statement from you, Foley.

- I'm very sorry about that. - OK, OK.

Right, if you're ready we ought to go inside now.

I'll get the door for you.

Er, I have to warn you it's not a very pleasant sight.

CATHAL: ..and the general level of academic work this year so fa r

has been exceptional.

The teaching staff tell me you've all worked very hard.

This coming week sees a visit of Father Joseph Ennis

from the Jesuit Order who will be giving a lecture.

And for those of you who haven't heard him yet,

you've got a treat in store.

His talk will be based on his best-selling book The Longer Road .

Now, I wouldn't like to let this morning pass

without congratulating our hurlers on getting back here in one piece.

- [Laughter] - Well done, boys.

Keep up the good work.

Well done yesterday. You did a great job for your first game.

Thanks for giving me the chance.

- Last night was good, wasn't it? - The band were deadly.

- They were great. - Yeah.

Father Dowling tells me you're way ahead of your year.

How do you know about that?

Well, look. I'm having a few people over to my room tonight.

We're going to take look at St Paul's Letters to the Thessalonians.

- Would you like to join us? - I've got work to do,

but I suppose a couple of hours won't hurt.

- Yeah, all right. - All right?

See you.

Thank you.

I'm so sorry, Matthew.

Have you been up to the house?

No. No. Have you?

Yeah. They wouldn't let me in.

They said it was suicide.

Are you sure?

Did he leave a note?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Why didn't he talk to me?

It's just such a waste.

It's such a terrible waste.

[Crying]

- WOMAN: Galcranagh Gazette. - Anyone call?

O'Brien wants a word with you.

I got your message, Davey. What happened?

That priest who phoned me, Father Sweeney, Parish at Dundare,

- shot himself. - Shot himself?

- Suicide? - Looks like it.

- Do we know why? - Not yet. I'm working on it.

- Liz was looking for you. - Yeah, I know.

I was supposed to take Martha to school.

- Ah, get her some flowers. - [Chuckles]

She'd throw them at me.

- [Phone rings] - MAN: Galcranagh Gazette.

[Chuckling]

- No way. I don't believe you. - I'm telling you. It's true.

Father Doherty drank the eye-bath?

Yeah. He swallowed it down in one.

What did the doctor say?

She was just after telling him to take one of these three times a day.

Her eyes popped out. She goes, "No, you're supposed to

bathe your eye in it, not friggin' well drink it!"

- [Laughter] - He must have thought it was booze.

It's a wonder he didn't poison himself.

You've been telling jokes again, Daniel?

[Bell tolls in the distance]

[Bell tolls]

[Bell continues to toll]

Look, I'm sorry, lads. I'll have to postpone the class for an hour,

I hope that's OK.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

[Phone ringing]

WOMAN: Hello? Uh-huh.

Hello, Galcranagh Gazette.

Who's speaking?

Call for you, Davey.

- Foley. - Davey, it's Jack Dowling.

- Hi, Jack. - Listen, I've got to be quick.

- I'm calling from the seminary. - Mmm-hmm.

I need to talk to you about Frank Sweeney.

- Are you OK, Jack? - Yes, I'm fine.

[Voices fade out]

Paul couldn't come. Too much work.

It's unusual for him.

But I don't know where the others are. They should be here by now.

I'm looking forward to Father Joseph coming.

He's great. Have you read his book yet?

How do you find the time?

Study, community service, hurling captain...

It's nothing compared to working in a parish.

Ah, you'll be there this time next year.

I can't wait.

- It's OK. - Not for me it isn't.

Come on. We all need someone. We're all human.

Yeah, we're also called to God.

You made a promise, Noel. We all did.

You'll keep that promise for the rest of your life?

Yeah.

Look, it doesn't matter to me what you are.

That's up to you.

- I'd better go. - Don't go.

- I'm going. - You don't have to.

I won't say a word.

DANIEL: For fuck's sake, Noel. Just leave me alone.

What have you got, Davey?

- Frank Sweeney had HIV. - What?

And when the Church found out, they threatened to kick him out

and leave him to fend for himself.

He was so distressed at the thought of losing his parish, he killed himself.

Poor bastard.

So, who's the boyfriend?

Don't know yet.

But rumour has it it's somebody high up in the Church.

Who? The Pope?

I'm seeing Father Francis, he should shed some light on the proceedings.

Your work is good, Daniel.

And you're well liked.

But unfortunately I've no choice in the matter.

What do you mean, Father? I don't understand.

You have to leave.

- What? - God and your conscience

spoke for you, Daniel.

That's why you went to Father Doherty.

I didn't go to Father Doherty. I just bumped into him.

- What are you talking about? - He saw you leave Noel's room.

I don't believe this. Am I guilty by association?

No. What I'm saying is, you know the rules.

Students are not allowed to be alone together at night.

I don't believe this. Nothing happened in Noel's room.

Look, take a year or two off. See how you feel then.

I know how I feel now. I want to be a priest.

I've always wanted to be a priest.

You're not ready.

You can't do this to me.

- I have rights. - Not here you don't.

Pack your things and go.

- What the hell are you doing? - I...

- What did you say to Cathal? - I... I didn't.

I saw you come out of his room.

Nothing happened in Noel's room, you stupid man!

- We're just doing what's right. - You've a fucking warped idea

- of what's right and wrong. - Let him go!

Sick.

Why the hell did you tell Cathal?

I didn't, OK? It's Doherty's doing.

He's nothing more than a fucking drunk.

- What did you tell him? - He saw me leave your room.

- But nothing happened. - I know! That's what I told Cathal.

- This will kill my mother. - They can't do this to us.

They just have.

Oh, dear God, Daniel. What have you done?

- Nothing, Mum. I swear to God. - You must have done something.

- I told you. I've done nothing. - What are people going to say?

- Fucking hell! This is my life! - Don't you swear at your mother!

- I wasn't swearing at her. - It's not just your life.

You being thrown out affects everybody's life in this house.

Do you realise that? We had a son we thought would be a priest,

- now we have a son who's on the dole. - What about our Euro grant?

I went to see those bastards today.

That Father Cathal is on the selection board.

What the fuck is he going to think?

- They're two of our brightest! - That is not the issue!

OK, then. What is? The boys did nothing.

That may be so, but we can't have this sort of thing going on.

I don't believe what I'm hearing!

Noel Kinahan approached Daniel McLaughlin.

Daniel said no and now their lives are ruined. How is that right?

It's not about what's right or wrong. It's about what's acceptable.

And that's not acceptable. It's time you left.

You can't keep pushing this aside.

Priests can't deny their sexuality, gay or otherwise.

You made the sacred promise of celibacy.

I don't see you breaking it.

It's being broken every day, all over the world.

- No, not blatantly it isn't. - So, behind closed doors, it's OK?

Noel Kinahan and Daniel McLaughlin are out of here

- and that's the end of it. - They're the lifeblood of the Church.

They are the future. When I came here, there were nearly 50 seminarians.

The place had life. And five years later it's almost empty.

It's dead. The Church must evolve.

We can't live with celibacy any longer. It's killing us.

I forbid you, I forbid you to voice your opinion here.

- You're here to teach about Christ. - He died for change.

Enough, Jack!

Enough.

My decision's been made.

It's good, Davey, as usual.

But you're going to get us into trouble if you're not careful.

You always do this.

You know, I reckon there's more to come.

I think Sweeney didn't kill himself solely because he was HIV.

- The guy had it for five years. - Oh, God.

Oh, come on. Try and understand. It's a good opportunity for me.

Understand what?

That you're never home? That you never see your daughter?

You're missing out on the most important time of her life.

I mean, this won't happen again.

Once it's gone, it's gone,

and in ten year's time you'll have a teenage daughter you won't even know.

I'm doing it for her.

- I'm doing it for you. - Oh, bollocks.

You're doing it for David Foley.

No, I suggest that you do it now.

You know, this could get out of hand.

It's too late to stop it now.

I don't think there's anything to worry about. It's only a local story.

Oh, yes, local, until the national press pick up on it.

I think we should let it run its course. It'll fade away.

Maybe it won't fade away.

This Foley character wants to make his name.

Find out who else he's been talking to.

I've a bad feeling about this.

It's here in black and white. "Local priest ostracised. HIV.

No suicide note."

We should let Rome deal with it.

God will protect us, Father Hennessey,

just as we have a duty to protect his Church.

Repression never works.

Sometimes we have no choice.

- How are things with you and Dad? - Same.

He's never had a decent conversation with me in his whole life.

Sean, you know what he's like.

It's a long time since we were up here together.

Years.

Do you remember? I told you I was going to be a priest

and you said you were going to be a pilot.

Fuck! Ha, ha! Pilot? Jesus!

- At least you got closer than me. - Not yet I haven't.

- What are you gonna do? - I don't know.

Father Dowling wants me to talk to Foley.

- That cunt? - Everyone is to you.

Foley's all right.

- Are you scared? - Nah.

God's on my side.

He knows what happened.

What about you?

You've got to get out of here.

I will.

Tell me. You didn't do anything, did you, with that queer fella?

You cheeky little bollocks! Come on!

[Laughter]

Last one down's a poof.

[Laughter]

Oh, shit.

- Have they let you out, Daniel? - A few days off, Mrs McGlynn.

Community study.

You were made for the priesthood, Daniel.

I saw that in you when you were only this high.

The way you helped people and all.

I was told you had a fight with one of the main fellas up at the seminary

and that he'd thrown you out.

There wouldn't be any truth in that now, would there, Daniel?

Oh, about the same amount of truth in the rumour about the Pope.

- What's that? - He's married and has four kids

with a black lesbian.

God forgive you, you young devil, you!

- You'll bring bad luck on us all. - See you later, Mrs McGlynn.

Nosy old whore!

You knew Frank Sweeney, Jack?

Yes.

He was ill.

Yeah.

He was stuck down by God for what he was up to.

My God isn't vengeful.

Did you talk to the press about this?

- No. - I hope not, Father.

This is an internal matter for the Church to deal with.

And as Diocesan's Communications Officer, that's my job.

We don't appear to be dealing with it very well.

Sweeney and his like are sinners in the eyes of God.

We have a duty to protect His kingdom and to root out evil,

wherever it be found.

What will you do about Sinead? Will you start again?

DANIEL: I don't think so.

Come on. She's still crazy about you.

I've got enough on my plate at the moment.

SEAN: Go on. Go on.

What's the matter with you two?

We're worried sick. That's what's wrong with us.

- Any tea? - That's all he's good for,

is drinking tea.

Why don't you go and find some work, do something useful for a change?

- Dad... - So, Daniel, tell us.

What's going to happen now? Hmm?

What is going to happen now that you're not going to be a priest any more?

- That's not decided yet. - He's nothing but a useless bastard!

Fuck off! I've had enough!

Don't you fucking talk to me like that!

Sean!

He's looking for a good hiding.

You started all this, you know.

What are you talking about? It has nothing to do with me.

It has everything to do with you.

I'll be going back to the seminary.

You'd better be. Or I'll go and see that Cathal fella meself.

[General murmuring]

[Clears throat]

[Shushing]

- Good morning, everyone. - ALL: Good morning, Father.

Welcome to St Saviour's Seminary, here in Galcranagh.

I'd just like to apologise for the late start.

There are some things even we, as men of God, don't have control over.

[Chuckling]

I'd also like to welcome our special guests.

And, in particular, to extend a very warm welcome

to his Lordship, Bishop Michael Quinn.

This is a special day. A day when we can welcome back an old friend.

A man who has travelled as much as, if not more than, St Paul himself.

So, without further ado, would you please welcome Father Joseph Ennis.

Thank you, Father Cathal.

- Good morning, everyone. - Good morning, Father.

Bishop. It's good to be back.

And it was worth a four-hour delay in Rome

just to hear myself compared to St Paul.

[Laughter]

For the past two years, I've been working with a UN Committee.

We visited some of the world's poorest countries.

Countries which, we, in the West, have described as developing,

or even underdeveloped.

- [Door opens] - But...

if I'm honest, and I hope you think I am...

then I have to tell you that the moral sophistication

that I encountered in some of these countries

makes us, in the West, seem shamefully underdeveloped.

Welcome.

Thank you. Sorry I'm late.

- My talk's about morality. - Good subject.

Well, I think so.

And, in particular, how morality, how Christian morality,

fits into an increasingly sceptical world in which morality is in decline.

- You have to leave. - Why? Don't touch me!

Please forgive the interruption, ladies and gentlemen.

If you'd like to wait in my office, Daniel, we'll deal with this later.

- Deal with what? - This is not the time or the place.

Please, Father, continue.

What better time or place, Father, than when we're discussing morality?

This is unfair to Father Joseph, Daniel.

He's come a long way.

- Let the boy talk, Eamonn. - Don't make it worse.

Get off me! I've a right to be here! I've done nothing wrong!

He deserves to have his say!

DANIEL: Get off me!

JOSEPH: Let's hear what you have to say, Daniel.

Stay here.

Father Cathal has thrown me out of the seminary,

because a priest, that priest,

made an assumption about my relationship with another student

who was also kicked out not far from ordination, and that, too, is wrong.

It's not for you to say what's right or wrong here.

- That's my responsibility. - It's a collective responsibility.

- We weren't consulted. - Look, you overreacted.

Don't you tell me what I did or didn't do.

What are you going to do now?

Dismiss me for a second time in front of all these people?

QUINN: Get your house in order.

I don't know what to do any more.

Sometimes I can't see the point in going on.

JOSEPH: Come on, Jack, we all go through this.

The dark night of the soul and all that.

It's a test of our Faith.

It's not my faith in God I'm losing.

It's His organisation.

The hypocrisy, the... the hierarchy, the double standards.

It took courage to do what you did today.

Thanks. But I don't think it's done me any good.

It will in the long run.

I think you should talk again to that journalist you mentioned.

Let him print your story.

You are the new generation of the priesthood. You have a voice.

Let it be heard.

Jack? What's the matter?

I was the one who spoke to Foley about Frank's death.

Told him what I knew.

You do have freedom of speech here in Ireland, as far as I know.

I lied to Father Cathal. Told him I hadn't.

Three Our Fathers and two Bloody Mary's.

[Chuckles]

Daniel, what do you say?

[Laughter]

She's gonna get you! She's gonna get you! She's gonna get you!

Oh! She got you!

Aren't you Francis?

- David Foley. - Good to meet you.

You too.

This is my wife, Liz, and this is my daughter, Martha.

- Hello. - Hello.

Uh...

- Is this a good time? - Yes.

- No. - I want an ice cream.

Come on, then. Let's go.

We're going home, David.

Oh, come on, Liz! Liz!

Terribly sorry about that.

Thanks for meeting me at such short notice.

No problem.

I really liked your article.

It's very sad.

I'm so sorry.

You were good friends with Frank Sweeney then, yeah?

Yeah, we trained together in the Irish College in Rome.

There's a rumour that Frank was having an affair

with somebody high up in Rome.

Do you know anything about it?

- No. - Are you sure?

Yeah.

Because I was Frank's partner.

You?

Yeah. It started out just before we left Rome.

- Does anybody else know about this? - Well...

They know everything. But, no, not officially.

Except for Jack Dowling.

[Chuckles]

Would you be prepared to talk about this on the record?

[Slow music]

[General chatter]

All said, they're nothing but a bunch of queers anyway.

God forgive you, Marie.

- Don't say that about those holy men. - Oh, where have you been?

They're men, aren't they? They're all the same.

Yep. If you can't pot the pink, pot the brown.

[Laughter]

- That's disgusting! - So are they.

- That's not true. - You're better off out of it, Daniel.

All that friggin' studying ain't worth it. Do your eyes in.

It's my life, Marie.

Not any more, it isn't.

Let's get more drink. Daniel?

Pint.

I'll have a whisky.

- Hi. - Hi.

Fancy seeing you here.

I'm sorry I haven't been in contact.

- I thought it was best. - I know.

It's good to see you.

You too.

I heard about the seminary.

What's going to happen?

I don't know.

You going back?

I don't know.

LIAM: I hear you're out of the fortress, Daniel.

For the time being, yeah. Who told you?

Ah! It's a small town.

It was probably that whore McGlynn.

- What are you having, Sean? - Whisky.

- Are you buying, Marie? - Not for you, tighthole.

- Ah, what's that supposed to mean? - Go away and fuck yourself!

He couldn't if he wanted to, from what I've heard.

- No prick. - Ha, ha!

Oh, so yous two'd know all about pricks, wouldn't you?

- What the fuck do you mean? - You've had more between you

than a second-hand dartboard.

Come on, Liam.

Fuck off and go home to your wife and small one, you fucking shite.

Look who's talking. The new town bike.

You fucking bastard!

No!

Daniel, come on, please.

We have to go. Come on. Please let's go.

Cock.

I reckon it's all to do with cock.

If you've got a big one, you're OK.

- If not, you're fucked. - Are we from the same family, huh?

[Laughter]

Well, What do you think, Sinead?

- About what? - Cock.

MARIE: Only joking, Father.

No, I mean about this place. Do you ever think about getting out?

Well, I like it here.

It's my home.

I know everyone.

That's the problem. Every bastard knows every other bastard.

Yeah, but this is where I'd like to settle down.

With our Daniel.

Maybe.

Ah, good on you, girl. You two should go away and get married,

set up your own parish,

and I guarantee all the young people around here would go to Mass again.

Come on, Marie. Let's go.

I think these two want to be on their own.

- Good luck. - See ya.

♪ Blue mountain river

♪ If only for a while

♪ Take me to the river

♪ And lay down by your side

♪ The world is full of madness

♪ And I find it hard to smile

♪ I'll sleep with you through winter

♪ And wait for summertime

♪ Blue mountain river

♪♪ Comfort me a while

♪ I'll follow down the river

♪ I'll follow you till night

♪ I listen to your whispers, you dance in time to mine

♪ We'll stay awake together

♪ Watching silver in the sky

♪ Blue mountain river

♪ I want to rest a while

♪ You're changing my reflection

♪ And the seasons in my mind

♪ Let these days go on for ever

♪ I'll leave in my own time

♪ Take me where you're going

♪ And I'll be right by your side ♪

FOLEY: Let me just put this here, yeah?

How long were you and Frank together?

About five years.

Did the Church know he was HIV positive?

- Yes. - When did they find out?

They found out about... three years ago.

Around the time of the Vatican incident.

Yes, that's what prompted us to go.

We went there to a special General Council meeting.

We were supposed to be discussing the Church's viewpoint on HIV and AIDS.

Frank and I thought that some good might come of it.

It was a total whitewash.

They were skirting around the whole main issue,

that priests are dying of AIDS and that it's being ignored by the Council.

By the third day, I was so bored that I decided not to go,

but Frank went anyway.

He'd gotten so angry and frustrated that he stood up with a banner

saying "The Church has AIDS."

- I bet that didn't go down too well. - No.

No, the heavies moved in and he was whisked away.

FRANK: I'm living with HIV and I have no voice in this conference.

- Your fellow priests are dying! - He was strip-searched and questioned.

They called him a terrorist, he said.

Eventually, they believed who he was and he was bundled out of the building

into a waiting car and then to the airport.

The Church's response to that whole incident was the final straw.

That's why I left the priesthood.

I didn't see anything about it.

If the Vatican doesn't want you to know about something, you won't.

- Are you sure you want to go public? - Yes.

I don't want Frank's death to be in vain.

A sympathetic photographer sent Frank this.

I thought it might be useful.

Jesus.

If I go to Bishop Quinn, he'll just side with Cathal.

- So he'll just dump you like that? - Yeah.

- Even if nothing happened? - Yeah.

Anything remotely to do with sex is taboo. They know it goes on,

but as long as it's out of sight, they turn a blind eye.

So what you're saying here is the common thread is celibacy.

- Or lack of it. - Yeah.

You're celibate, aren't you? At least they've got one.

Yeah, from the moment I joined the seminary.

Until last night.

Welcome to the human race, Daniel.

- Hey, there. Is there a problem? - What do you think?

I... I have nothing to say.

Well, I have a few words to say. A word in your ear.

Far too much, you see. That's the problem.

Far too much.

[Voices fade]

Twisted fucks!

FOLEY: Something not right here.

I'm pulling over.

They've stopped.

Fuck this!

Daniel!

Jim.

Davey...

We need to talk.

What's the problem?

This is very difficult for me.

What is?

I don't want this next article on the Catholic Church.

- What? - No more. OK?

Cut the shite, Jim. What the fuck's going on?

I don't want to do this, Davey.

I was like you when I started out.

I know exactly how you feel.

But this thing, it's...

It's too big for us.

It's out of my hands.

What the fuck are you talking about, "out of your hands"?

Since when has anything been out of your hands? You're the fucking editor!

Since today. It's from on high.

From who? God? Oh, screw that!

- More powerful than God. - But it's your paper, Jim.

You say what goes in it.

Not any more, Davey.

Hang on a minute.

We're a local paper, aren't we? Aren't we?

We report things that are relevant to the local people.

And they don't know what's going on.

And you don't either!

- You have no real evidence. - Well, I'm finding it, Jim!

This is a story of the Church's hypocrisy.

The world is full of hypocrisy.

Yes, it is! And it's up to journalists like me and you to point it out!

Look, you've got to drop it, and that's final.

You're serious, aren't you?

You've had a visit.

What the fuck have they got on you, Jim, eh?

- Just drop it, OK? - No!

No way!

Absolutely no way.

You're not publishing it in this paper and that's all there is to it.

So, fuck off!

Shame on you, Jim.

Shame on you.

I can't print it.

Trust me on this one, Mick. It's good.

And, more importantly, it's true.

Oh, and... Foley gets the credit, OK?

It's his story.

It's me and you, Lucy.

Good night.

JOSEPH: Frank sent this to my office in Rome

with a note asking me to give it to you the next time I saw you.

I thought it was a bit odd at the time.

Oh, God.

I'm so sorry, Matthew.

I knew there had to be a note.

Did you ever know about any of this?

No.

Poor Frank. It must have been torture.

What are you going to do?

I don't know.

It's hard to know what God's will is when...

when things like this happen.

The goodness of God and the bitterness of suffering...

It's the eternal question and we may never know the answer to it.

Sometimes, we prefer to blame God

for the pain of our human condition.

But he didn't kill Frank.

God's will will be revealed to us... in time.

That's why we need Faith.

Yes. Yes, thank you.

The young priest who killed himself and Daniel being thrown out...

it's all part and parcel of the same thing.

It says here it's all a cover-up.

Would you credit it, huh?

Ah, you can't believe everything you read.

If it's written in here, there must be some truth in it now.

Your mother will be upset, eh, Mary, when she sees this.

What?

The newspaper article. You not seen it yet?

All this talk about priests up to no good.

Even in the Vatican itself.

And Cardinals close to His Holiness with this... HIV thing.

What sort of devil talk is that anyway?

Your poor Mammy will be beside herself, Mary.

What do you say, huh?

Go fuck yourself.

- O'Brien's finished. - He said it would not be published.

Then how the hell did the Irish Times get hold of it?

- I don't know. - [Knocking]

Come.

Sorry.

[Whispering]

Things are moving quickly.

They want you to appear on TV tomorrow afternoon in a live debate

about celibacy.

That might not be such a good idea.

I don't think we have a choice.

- We have to respond. - No doubt Foley will be there.

We need to give them an answer.

Let me think about it.

- What about this young McLaughlin boy? - He was a good student.

We may have to reinstate him.

It might take the wind out of things, especially on live television.

I'm not so sure.

That'd give the press something to write about.

I don't want anything more from Foley.

- Do you understand me? - Yes.

Do we know the boy's family?

Well, Cathal does.

He's on the European Grant Selection Committee and knows his father.

See what can be done there.

I want to know who at the Irish Times

gave the go-ahead for this to be published.

I want everything we have on Foley and everything that we don't have.

The same on the McLaughlin family.

We will deal with this fiasco once and for all.

And I want it done properly before Rome gets involved.

Get Cahill and Dowling in here now.

The fucking Irish Times!

- The whole town's talkin' about it. - Well, so fucking what?

- Have they nothing better to do? - Marie!

You watch your language in this house!

And you calm down. Calm down, everybody.

Well, who cares what people say anyway?

- I do! - We do!

Keep up appearances for the neighbours. Never mind about your son's life.

Don't you talk to me about appearances.

- You know all about that, don't you? - Stay out of this!

- Fuck off! Why should I? - Now, look!

No, Niall. Just leave it, will ya?

If Daniel wants to be a fuckin' priest, then no bastard should stop him.

- Stop, Sean! - That's enough, Sean!

Leave us.

What the fuck are you gonna do about it, short arse?

Sit there and listen to bollocks,

worryin' about what the fuckin' neighbours think?

Jesus Christ!

[All shouting over each other]

Leave it, Sean. That's enough!

- You're not worth it, cunt! - I've had enough.

- He's out of my house for good. - You're worse than fucking children.

You hanging around with Sinead doesn't help either.

- Dad, you don't understand. - Daniel and Sinead

are meant to be together. They always have been.

Jesus Christ! I've had it up to my eyes.

John, don't! Don't, John, please don't.

- [Phone] - Liz, answer the bloody phone.

Hello?

Oh, hi, Daniel, how are you doing?

Yeah, I just got up.

The Irish Times? You're fucking kidding me.

How the hell did they get hold of that?

Yeah. What does it say?

Listen, I'll call you back. Are you at home?

You're being transferred to a parish in Ballydunne.

We think it'll be better for you.

You mean it'll be better for you.

It's a pity you didn't think about this before talking to Foley and his like.

I've a right to say when things are wrong.

That is just your opinion.

There are plenty in the Church who do not want change.

And there are plenty who do.

You know, you're lucky that you're getting a parish.

I can serve God wherever I am.

Time to leave, Jack.

What you did to Noel Kinahan and Daniel McLaughlin was wrong.

And what you did to Frank Sweeney was contemptible.

The Catholic Church is destroying itself from the inside.

Don't blame me.

Examine your own conscience.

My conscience is clear.

I hope so, Eamonn.

I do hope so.

He'll go straight to the press, just like Matthew Francis did.

- No, he won't. He's too weak. - What are we going to do

- about this TV debate? - You and I will go.

As the bishop I think I have slightly more credibility

than a second-rate journalist.

We will let Foley discredit himself.

He won't back down there.

We'll see.

That's fine for me. Yeah. Yeah, I've got the details.

Listen, can I call you back? My other phone is ringing.

OK. Yeah.

Right. Talk to you then. Bye.

Liz.

Hello?

Who is this?

Hello?

Hello?

Oh, for fuck's sake.

If you speak out on TV, they'll never let you back in.

They won't let me back in if I don't.

They've made that clear.

This is my last hope.

You never know, half the country might petition the Pope on my behalf.

I never thought it would end like this.

It's not over yet, Ma.

Sinead's not helping.

Your father's right about that one. She is interfering with your vocation.

I haven't got a vocation at the moment.

At least not one I can do anything about.

And anyway, if I love a person, why can't I have both?

Because that's not Catholicism.

Have you thought enough about this?

I have. I've thought about it a lot.

And I've chosen God.

I obviously picked the wrong one.

I don't mean that.

But I'm sure he wants me to be happy, and Sinead and I get on great.

I know that.

Know how many priests are no longer priests because they fell in love?

Priests? They shouldn't be falling in love.

They're human too.

Just like me.

You're right.

Wild horses wouldn't have stopped your Daddy and me getting married.

♪ He was born and raised in Ireland

♪ In a place called Castlemaine

♪ He was his father's only son

♪ His mother's pride and joy

♪ And dearly did his parents love

♪ The wild colonial boy

Good luck to you, Mickey.

You too, John, you too, and your family.

Mmm.

Don't talk to me about fuckin' families.

They fuckin' well bleed you of everythin'.

No thanks for anythin'. Fuck it!

What's all this I hear, John, about your young fella Daniel?

He... he's not one of them queer boys, is he?

Jesus, no!

Bad rumours, is all.

I'm away home.

I'm sorry you didn't get the grant thing, John.

- What? - The Euro money.

Meena McGlynn was sayin' there tonight.

How the fuck does she know?

She.. she knows you've farted before you know yourself.

Fuck.

Let them keep their shagging euros anyway.

They're not worth a shite.

I'll see you at Mass, Mickey.

Good luck.

[Singing continues]

[Sighs]

[Hubbub]

- Daniel. - Bishop.

I'll get straight to the point, given that we're about to appear live on TV.

What you are doing and what you have said

about the Church that you have devoted your life to,

- is wrong. - And so was my dismissal.

We had to dismiss you. I had no choice.

- You? - Under the circumstances,

I have decided to consider your reinstatement.

If not in St Saviour's, then at another seminary.

- What's the catch? - No catch.

You admit that your behaviour was inappropriate

and that you now realise that the seminary behaved correctly,

and that way, you can continue to fulfil your calling.

- There's more to it. - That shouldn't concern you.

It should concern all of us.

- Where are my family? - I haven't got your family.

You touch them, I'll come after you. I don't give a fuck who you are

and I'll kill ya! I'll fuckin' kill ya!

We haven't touched your family.

- But see how easy it is if we want to. - Who is this, for fuck's sake?

Listen to me very carefully.

I want you to go into that studio and retract everything you've said.

- No, I won't do that. - Are you listening to me, Mr Foley ?

- I'm a fucking journalist. - God's Church needs to survive.

There are forces of evil out there that wish to see it destroyed.

Where would we be if we didn't take a moral stance, hmm?

That depends on your viewpoint.

- Oh, you fucker! - Are you listening to me, Mr Foley ?

Mr Foley, come on. We're live in three minutes.

- Give me a minute! - You're not listening to me.

- Retract everything. - You touch them...

If you harm them in any way I will fucking kill you!

- Mr Foley, I really have to hurry you. - You fuck!

You know, Daniel, it's a pity that your father's Euro grant was rejected,

because a quiet word with the committee would help them to reconsider.

It would be a shame to bring further hardship on your family.

- This way, gentlemen, please. - Yes, just a moment, please.

Think how proud your mother would be on the day of your ordination.

Say hello to Lucy, Daddy.

Say hello to Lucy, Daddy.

Say hello to Lucy, Daddy.

- It's important. - It's always important with you.

What's more important than your family?

MAN: Stand by, studio.

Applause in five seconds.

Four, three...

Thank you. Good afternoon

and welcome again to Afternoon Live with yours truly, Gay Byrne.

Today on the show we are debating the issue

of celibacy in the Catholic Church.

Let me introduce to you our panel of speakers on the show today.

On my left, we have David Foley,

who is a journalist with the Galcranagh Gazette.

And he's also the author of an article in yesterday's Irish Times entitled

"Celibacy, the "C" word. Can Catholicism survive?"

We're also joined by Daniel McLaughlin.

He's recently been expelled from the seminary...

Our Daniel's got make-up on, the queer. Look at him!

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

- Quiet down. I can't hear. - ..we're joined by the local bishop,

His Grace, Michael Quinn,

and with him he has his Diocesan Communications Officer,

- Monsignor Thomas. - What sort of bollicky name is that?

And we also have the outspoken former Catholic priest, Matthew Francis.

And I want to start with you, David Foley, and your assertion,

in your article, that the Catholic Church and the priesthood

will not see out this century unless they remove celibacy

as a prerequisite for the priesthood.

Um, yeah. Yeah, that's right.

I believe that the Church may well be in trouble if it doesn't, at least,

deal with the possibility of the celibacy issue.

I, um...

I'm not saying that celibacy is wrong. It's a choice for the individual.

Well, you did say that in your article, David.

Um... Yeah...

What I, um... what I...

BYRNE: Well, I'll quote you from the article, if I may.

You're... You're talking about the recent suicide of the gay priest

Father Frank Sweeney.

And you say, and I quote, "That this incident only serves to highlight

the dilemma now facing the wider Church,

the question of celibacy."

Now that, I might say, is pretty clear-cut.

Um...

- Bishop? - Er, the more serious accusation

made in Mr Foley's article

is that priests, priests who are close to the Pope,

the Holy Father himself, are in relationships.

And, of course, this is preposterous.

[Laughter and scattered applause]

BYRNE: Pre... preposterous, David Foley?

You know, I... I, um...

Come on, Davey, what's wrong with you?

- Forget David Foley, go to Daniel. - [Shouting]

Could I just go to Daniel McLaughlin for a moment. Sorry, Father.

[Shouting]

BYRNE: I... I... I'm sorry. Look. Excuse me. I know...

I know you feel strongly about this topic

and thank you for joining me. I will come back to David Foley in a moment.

But first of all, Daniel, I want to clarify this point.

DANIEL: This whole issue is not about sexual orientation.

The Church is in this mess because it expects Catholic priests

to live celibate lives, and that, for many, is a tall order.

- [Applause] - Well said!

Daniel, you knew that before you went into the priesthood.

Yes.

And now you're faced with a difficult choice?

[Sighs] I want both.

I want to be ordained as a Catholic priest

and I want to be married to the girl I love.

MARIE: You tell 'em!

[Applause]

But Your Grace, it really prompts the question, "Why cannot

this obviously sincere and dedicated young man, why cannot he be married,

and serve as a priest at the same time?"

It goes against everything Christ stood for

and would tear the Catholic Church apart.

- Rubbish! Rubbish! - That's cack!

- Rubbish! - That really isn't quite true, is it?

Um, Professor Martin O'Connor, of Trinity College,

would you outline briefly for us the history of celibacy

in the Catholic Church?

For many centuries after the time of Christ, priests were allowed to marry

and those priests that did get married were leaving their wealth and property

to their families. Now, the Church wanted to prevent them from doing this.

So, in the 12th century, they brought in celibacy.

You see, the Church was losing too much.

And it wanted to build its wealth and extend its empire.

Bishop, it has more to do with wealth and power.

It is also about God and that unique relationship with Him

that comes about through celibacy.

- Nonsense! - Are you celibate, Bishop?

[Audience titters]

- Go on, boy. Whoo! - Sit down!

- Quiet! - Sean!

This is an inappropriate forum in which to discuss one's private lives.

- Just a moment. - Not when discussing

- the life and death of others. - [Applause]

- Excuse me. I'll answer the question.. - Just a moment, please.

Most people I know, who serve God, are celibate, Daniel.

The deep spiritual relationship that results from such a union

sustains our need.

[Scattered applause]

You didn't answer my question, Bishop.

Are you celibate?

- AUDIENCE: Shame on you. - Answer the question.

Do you practice what you preach?

How dare you?

No, how dare you, Quinn?

How dare you?

This is a note that was left to me by my partner,

Father Frank Sweeney, before he took his own life.

If I may... May I read the note, Gay?

I think you had better, Matthew, yes.

"Matthew, Bishop Michael Quinn and I had an affair when we were in Rome."

Spurious nonsense. I am leaving. What do I do with this?

Somebody please take this.

Whoo!

MATTHEW: "He threatened to rid me of my parish

unless I continued to see him."

Get out of my way!

Serve the cunts right for not giving us the grant, huh?

"I don't have the courage to do what you have done

and I am unable to tell you. I'm so sorry.

This is the only way out left to me.

You are too good a man to hurt like this,

but I can't live with myself a day longer.

I pray that we will be together one day

in the loving arms of the God we both serve.

My love, always,

Frank."

I love you so much.

I love you too, Sinead.

♪ You say you want

♪ A diamond on a ring of gold

♪ You say you want

♪ Your story to remain untold

♪ But all the promises that we made

♪ From the cradle to the grave

♪ When all I want is you

♪ You say you'll give me a highway with no one on it

♪ Treasure just to look upon it

♪ All the riches in the night

♪ You say you'll give me

♪ Eyes, a moon, love blindness

♪ A river in a time of dryness

♪ A harbour in the tempest

♪ But all the promises that we made

♪ From the cradle to the grave

♪ When all I want is you

♪ You say you want

♪ Your love to work out right

♪ To last with me through the night

♪ You say you want

♪ Diamonds on a ring of gold

♪ Your story to remain untold

♪ And your love not to grow cold

♪ But all the promises that we made

♪ From the cradle to the grave

♪ When all I want is you

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yeah, yeah

♪ All I want, all I want is you

♪ All I want, all I want is you

♪ All I want, all I want is you

♪ All I want, all I want is you

♪ All I want, all I want is you

♪ All I want, all I want is you

♪ All I want, all I want is you ♪