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I do hope you'll like it here,

and really start to think of this as your home now.

It's a simple life, but a wholesome one.

And in time,

perhaps you'll start to think of us as your family.

I appreciate your taking Birdie on, I... I simply...

Of course.

We'll safeguard the child until she is of age -

or should she choose to take the veil...

Have you ever felt called to the spiritual life, Birdie?

Yes, ma'am?

Have you ever felt called, to the spiritual life?

Daily offices are at 9, 12 and 3.

The chapel is through here.

Prayers in the morning at dawn, then 6, then breakfast.

And the refectory is across from the library there...

This is your room. Keep it neat.

If you wish, you may join us for Vespers shortly.

But for tonight, if you prefer, you may rest and reflect.

I do hope you will find comfort here,

in your new life.

Birdie.

Birdie.

We missed you at dinner.

Everyone is so looking forward to meeting you:

A fresh new face.

I don't think I should be here.

Well,

the first night can be hard.

We'll soon find your special gift.

Now, you eat something.

Thank you.

♪ Glória in excélsis Deo ♪

♪ et in terra pax homínibus ♪

♪ bonæ voluntátis. ♪

♪ Laudámus te, benedícimus te, ♪

♪ adorámus te, glorificámus te, ♪

♪ Amen ♪

So, Birdie, how do you like it here?

I noticed you're not familiar with our morning prayers.

Where did you receive your education?

You're quite the chatty Cathy...

Enough!

Sister Clarence.

Did you sleep at all last night, Birdie?

Do you suppose she's a mute?

I think we would all do well to reflect on compassion

and leniency towards Birdie as she starts her new life with us here.

It's important to make a plan for your career,

it's so much harder to achieve recognition now than it used to be.

To bring grace and honor to your order.

When I take my vows, I want to go to Africa and help sick babies.

What do you want to do?

Um...

Oh, it's all right, you've plenty of time to decide,

I mean you aren't even a novice yet...

But I do recommend considering international work,

there's far more acclaim abroad then there is here

there's hardly anything for us to do here anymore,

teaching, feeding the homeless,

completely thankless careers, if you ask me...

These, too?

All of them

Oh - that's Julia,

her father's the grounds keeper here,

but he's hurt his back so she's helping out.

It's alright, she grew up here on and off,

she isn't one of us, but she respects our way of life...

maybe respect isn't the right word, but...

you have nothing to fear from her.

Blessed are the poor in spirit:

For theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

Blessed are they that mourn: For they shall be comforted.

Blessed are the meek: For they shall inherit the earth.

Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness:

For they shall be filled.

Blessed are the merciful: For they shall obtain mercy.

Blessed are the pure in heart: For they shall see God.

Blessed are the peacemakers: For they shall be called the children of God.

Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness' sake:

For theirs is the kingdom of heaven. All - Give us this day our daily bread

Blessed are ye, when men shall revile you,

and persecute you,

and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake.

For so persecuted they the prophets which were before you.

Ye are the salt of the earth: But if the salt have lost his savor,

where forth shall it be salted?

It is thenceforth good for nothing,

but to be cast out,

and to be trodden under foot of men.

♪ Lucis creàtor òptime, ♪

♪ lucem dièrum pròferens, ♪

♪ primòrdiis lucis novae ♪

♪ mundi parans orìginem; ♪

♪ Amen. ♪

What am I supposed to do?

O Philomena!

Favorite daughter of the Queen of the heavens,

your name has rekindled in many souls the sweetest hope.

Your mother delights In your beauty;

She glories in your graceful virtue

and she rejoices for the flowers and offerings made to you by all nations.

Manifest your power and come to our aid.

O Philomena!

Help us o generous Virgin and fearless Martyrer

To meditate the mysteries of the Faith

And to remain like you

Faithful to Jesus Christ until death

Amen

Oh dear.

God! Ah!

Ah!

Oh dear.

Jesus, Joseph, Mary I was forsaken...

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.

Oh.

Oh.. Hi, there, little guy.

Who're you?

Ignatius.

Blessed.

I've been blessed.

Ignatius.

Blessed

Birdie, come here.

Are you not eating your porridge?

I'm sorry, ma'am. I'm not hungry.

Wastefulness is a sin, Birdie.

I knew Jesus was the only man for me

when I had my first communion.

I felt the wafer sizzle in my mouth

and I felt Him calling to me.

Everything I did since then was to prepare myself for the spiritual life,

I want to be the best,

I want to save unfortunate souls from sin and deprivation

There are some nuns who become quite famous, of course, but

no one's sainted until after they die...

Birdie,

your bed was found in quite a state.

I must say, I'm shocked you were even sleeping on it like this.

You must know the nurses station

has all the supplies you need to manage your...

women's curse.

Is your bleed always this heavy?

Yes. Well...

until it stopped.

But, now it's back. I'm very blessed.

Well,

we'll have to look into buying a mattress pad for you

because we can't afford to be buying mattresses every month.

Every month?

The damage to the mattress must be addressed.

I'd like you to recite thirty-one 'Hail Marys' as you work.

Hail Mary. Hail Mary. Hail Mary.

Hail Mary.

Hail Mary.

Hail Mary.

Hail Mary.

Hail Mary!

You okay?

Yeah.

So, what happened?

Conducting, uh, pagan animal sacrifices up there?

It was more of a...

visitation.

I see...

I'm Julia.

Birdie.

Doesn't surprise me really, from what I've heard about her family.

Oh?

I heard Father Bartholomew has had to intervene before...

with her mother, years ago.

That's pretty.

This? This was my papa's. From the war.

It's handy. Otherwise I'd be smoking some

sad, skaggy jacks.

So, what do you miss the most?

Miss?

You know, from your old life.

I don't know, comic books?

Seriously?

Now I'll never know if Alex manages to merge alternate realities

or if Leigh is only interested in the Scarlett Beacon.

Alternate realities?

Got zapped while defending a science lab from burglars...

And the ring!

Are you making fun of me?

No... no.

I just - I just hadn't pegged you for a hero fanatic.

Hm.

Ah, no, hey - it's okay.

Some of those books are.. Just,

they're really... boss.

So, Julia is nice.

Yeah.

She usually keeps to herself. I'm surprised she's so friendly with you

You know you can talk to me about anything.

I'm your friend, too.

Well, I was wondering...

what's the story of the nun in the tree?

The what?

The nun...

So, you're the new chickie?

Yes. Um.

No. Not exactly.

Ah, I see.

Are you working towards your novice vows?

Don't know.

Ah.

You're a little confused, aren't you, dear?

That radiator is not behaving. I'd best grab an extra layer.

Oh, okay, thanks!

Birdie, Vespers!

So, you got the parcel?

Yes! Thank you - so much.

They're wonderful.

Nah. It was nothing really.

I just came across them in town.

I know it's dumb.

I'm really too old for comics.

No. It's..

we all have our things, you know?

Has anyone seen Birdie?

You have the blood.

He has touched you,

marked you.

You've lain with the Devil...

and let him enter you.

I didn't!

I didn't let him.

He was bigger. And stronger.

Satan goes where he is welcome.

He only gives his special gifts

to the vain and the hungry.

It'll be your turn soon to take the veil.

You know you must.

His holy name.

Blessed be Jesus Christ, true God and true man.

Blessed be the name of Jesus. Blessed be His most Sacred Heart.

Blessed be His most Precious Blood.

Blessed be Jesus in the most Holy Sacrament of the Altar.

Blessed be the Holy Spirit,

Blessed be...

Blessed be.

Blessed be the great Mother of God, Mary most Holy.

Blessed be Her Holy and Immaculate bir-...Conception.

Blessed be Her glorious Assumption.

Blessed be the name of Mary, Virgin and Mother.

Blessed be St. Joseph, he most chaste spouse.

Blessed be. Blessed be.

Blessed be the Holy Spirit. Blessed be.

Amen.

Pure Virgin full of grace, then and now,

Your whole being was raised Heavenly in full glory,

To be elevated above all the hosts within the Kingdom of God.

O Heavenly Mother,

Queen of Heaven and earth,

I recognize the glory of your highest title,

The Immaculate Heart of Mary!

Loving Mother, dispenser of endless blessings,

You who continuously intercedes on our behalf,

Birdie, dear.

Yes, Sister?

I can't hear your voice when we sing.

Sorry, Sister.

Birdie,

I'd like you to try to allow your voice to honor our Lord...

Can we try the Amen?

♪ Ahh-ahh-ahh-ahh-ahhhhh-men. ♪

Let's try it again. Just the end.

- ♪ Ahhhh ♪ - ♪ -men. ♪

Good. A bit louder, Birdie?

♪ Ahh-ahh-ahh- ♪

♪ ahh-ahhhhh-men. ♪

Beautiful, Birdie!

Really good.

Thank you, Sister.

I'd like to hear more of that, wouldn't you?

Yes, Sister. Um, I'll try.

Now you run along and enjoy your free hour.

Glad to hear it.

Thank you.

Hello, chickie.

Hello, Sister!

How're you doing, then?

Good, thanks.

I brought some cookies. Do you want some?

Oh! Aren't you a dear.

I do miss cookies.

Sadly, I couldn't possibly swallow a thing.

I see.

Did you... do that to yourself?

I'm afraid so.

Why?

I mean... sorry.

No, no. It's alright, chick.

It was a silly decision,

in a fit of emotion.

Do you regret it, then?

One tries not to have too many regrets.

I wasn't particularly suited to the religious life.

Now, but you -

- you're touched. - Me?

Yes, you.

Oh, I knew it the moment you arrived.

You're special.

Do you hear Him speak to you?

Yes!

Ever since he arrived that night.

He speaks to me and tells me the most wondrous things.

I knew it.

You are blessed with the Holy Visitations.

Birdie

♪ Ave María, grátia pléna ♪

Can you see Michigan?

Nope.

I don't think it really exists.

- Michigan? - Mmm-hmm.

I don't think the Dakotas exist.

Mmm.

Are these things real just because people tell us they are?

Nah.

For me, it's not real, unless I experience it.

Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with Thee

and blessed art Thou among women

and blessed is the fruit of Your womb Jesus...

Hundreds have suffered-

not just the bleeding and open wounds,

but also ecstatic visions...

Were they... spiritual before the stigmata

or did the stigmata bring them to the Lord?

Well,

most documented cases have been Catholics,

though there are a few who were not.

But, surely God is deliberate with whom he selects for these gifts.

Oh, of course, Sister.

The great Dr. Imbert said

“The life of stigmatics

is but a long series of sorrows

which arise from the divine malady of stigmata

and ends only in death.”

One cannot know God's plan, dear,

but we must understand He has one.

God. My God.

Nah. Look at this guy.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Is he cool?

Mmm. Can't see his face, I prefer it that way.

So, um.

Will you ever get outta here, you think?

Don't know.

It feels safe here,

nothing can really get to you.

You just have to pray a little.

Mmm.

Okay, well.

What about the whole wide world out there?

Michigan? The Dakotas?

Ah! Um...

North and South.

Maybe someday...

when I want proof.

But, right now I have to see about some other things.

I wanna see it all.

I cannot...

wait to get outta here.

It's like -

nothing ever happens, and it's...

it's killing me.

You better go.

You...

the stench of the Devil.

Nothing good comes from the likes of you.

Blessed be God. Blessed be His Holy Name.

Blessed be Jesus Christ, true God and true man.

Blessed be the name of Jesus. Blessed be His most Sacred Heart.

Blessed be His most Precious Blood.

Blessed be Jesus in the most Holy Sacrament of the Altar.

Blessed be the Holy Spirit,

Blessed be the great Mother of God, Mary most Holy.

Mother of God,

Blessed be... Blessed be.

Oh, my!

These were found in your room.

Oh.

Um. Is that bad?

The Church does not condone this type of literature.

I'm sorry. I didn't know.

May I keep them?

No!

No. You cannot.

Now, Birdie, I need you to try very hard.

In future, I need you not to keep this kind of thing from me.

This order is based on honesty and devotion.

You understand?

Yes, Mother.

♪ Ee-ee-ee-ee-ah-ah-ah-ah-men! ♪

♪ Ee-ee-ee-ee-ah-ah-ah-ah-men! ♪

♪ Ee-ee-ee-ee-ah-ah-ah-ah-men! ♪

♪ Ee-ee-ee-ee-ah-ah-ah-ah-men! ♪

But I think you've got more voice in there.

Try breathing deeper into here:

Birdie, honey, what is it?

Funny tummy, I think.

♪ Ee-ee-ee-ee-ah-ah-ah-ah-men! ♪

Good!

♪ Ee-ee-ee-ee-ah-ah-ah-ah-men! ♪

♪ Ee-ee-ee-ee-ah-ah-ah-ah-men! ♪

Beautiful, Birdie.

And no more vandalism...

do you hear?

Ow.

Ow.

♪ Blood is thicker than water ♪

♪ She is somebody's daughter ♪

♪ Pain keeps coming to hide her ♪

♪ she's free now. ♪

♪ Oh, she's free now. ♪

♪ At least that's what she thinks now. ♪

♪ La-la-leh-la-la-la ♪

♪ Leh-eh-eh-eh-ah ♪

♪ Leh-eh-eh-ah-ah-ah ♪

♪ Leh-eh-eh-eh-eh-ah ♪

♪ Leh-eh-eh-eh-eh-ah ♪

A few weeks ago, she couldn't say a word.

Angelic, it was. Angelic!

Sisters.

The Bishop has requested that the Fingerbone of St. Lucretia

be sent to its new home in Milwaukee.

The Convent

will officially close

in six weeks time.

Mother,

if there were something truly special about our Order,

would they allow us to stay here and continue?

It's possible, but

nothing of a relevant calibre comes to mind.

Mother...

Sister,

this is a very serious claim.

Now, I know you're a very ambitious young woman,

but these are matters not to be played with.

Not me.

Not me.

Birdie.

What on earth makes you say something like that?

Mother...

I've seen things I can't explain any other way.

Julia?

Hey.

Shouldn't you be praying for the sun to rise?

No. That's only on Tuesdays.

Yeah.

I love you.

My... eh-

Birdie, my scholarship came though.

I have to go today.

This is... this is happening really fast,

my semester starts next week.

But this scholarship, this is -

this is a chance for me to get out - like, you know this, man.

Birdie, I'm so sorry, just...

Please understand.

That's great for you. Um.

I have to go.

Birdie, wait! Wait.

Mother of silence, who watches over the mystery of God,

Save us from the idolatry of the present time,

to which those who forget are condemned.

Purify the eyes of Pastors with the eye-wash of memory:

Take us back to the freshness of the origins,

for a prayerful, penitent Church.

Mother of the beauty that blossoms from faithfulness to daily work,

Lift us from the torpor of laziness, pettiness, and defeatism.

Clothe Pastors in the compassion that unifies, that makes whole;

Let us discover the joy of a humble, brotherly, serving Church.

Mother of tenderness who envelops us in patience and mercy,

Help us burn away the sadness.

I am so glad you were able to come.

Poor child, she's not well.

What do you mean she's not well?

I put her here thinking everything was going to be fine -

- you were going to protect her... - We are protecting

and we will continue to protect her until we...

What's happened?

Reverend Mother tells me you've had some bleeding.

I suppose that's a relief.

But, you look quite ill.

Have you seen a doctor?

I wanted to do the right thing for you. I -

couldn't bear the thought of you going the way of your mother.

I couldn't protect her.

And when he came back, I knew I couldn't protect you either.

I'm told there's a place reserved for you

at a very good school for girls, in Chicago.

Can't I go home with you, Gran?

No, my dove.

You're safer with the Lord.

Now,

let the good Sisters help you.

To heal.

And - you're still certain?

Yes.

I think she understands, but...

I suppose she ought to see a doctor.

And did you tell her about her friend?

No, I...

couldn't bear to upset her further.

Can you tell her?

When she's... stronger.

Let her pray.

She will find peace and comfort from the Lord.

Birdie...

Birdie... Birdie

Mary?

Sweet girl...

Birdie.

One of us...

You're one of us.

♪ Blood is thicker than water. ♪

♪ She is somebody's daughter. ♪

♪ Pain keeps coming to hide her ♪

♪ she's free now. ♪

♪ Oh, she's free now. ♪

♪ At least that's what she thinks now. ♪

♪ She's just a girl, girl, girl ♪

♪ stuck in her world, world, world. ♪

♪ Can she get out? ♪

♪ Can't hear her shout. ♪

♪ She wrote the book on not being good. ♪

♪ She's just a maze, maze, maze ♪

♪ covered in haze, haze, haze. ♪