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Maybe your brother just changed
his mind about visiting.

You did say the two of you haven't
been on the best of terms for a
while.

I know that something is wrong.

May I ask what Ignatius was doing
in Portaross?

BISHOP: He was to assess
one of our properties.

The island, the St Agnes monastery?

The bishop wants our home
as a hotel for rich people.

The pictures are so beautiful.

We cannot allow this to happen.

You may choose to remain on this
path

or we can bring you into
the Order of St Agnes and become a
sister.

Thank you, Sister Carla.

It is not right that he is here!

(LAMB BLEATING IN DISTRESS)
Puck!

No sign of the car. We'll follow the
ruins.

Sister Cook, she fell, broke her
neck.

I'm here!

(LOUD FLAPPING)

(THUMP)
Jesus, what was that?

No!

Come back!

I'm here! Come back!

I'm sorry.

(SCREAMS)

(THUD)

(GENTLE MUSIC)

(LEAVES RUSTLE)

(EXHALES)

(CRIES)

( SHEEP BLEAT)

(SHEEP BLEAT)

(SNIFFS)

All this destruction has happened
because we betrayed our vows

and allowed a man to dwell amongst
us.

I made a sacred promise to devote
my life to God and the Order of St
Agnes,

and to remain enclosed within these
walls even in death.

When the men return I will not be
moved.

I want to be buried here with my
Sisters.

Come.

(SOULFUL MUSIC)

(SHEEP BLEAT)

(DOOR CREAKS)

Please, you have to take me to
hospital.

If you do shall make sure the bishop
looks upon you favourably.

You have my word.

We'd all have to leave

to get you safely off the island.

We cannot betray our vows.

I don't want to die here.

Shh.

My leg, my shoulder. Please...

Shh.

(CRACK)
No!

(CRIES IN AGONY)

It'll feel better now.

I'll fetch some herbs for your pain.

I don't want more herbs!

I want real drugs, morphine, heroin.

Shh.

My bishop is coming back

and when he does I will tell him the
truth about the Sisters of St Agnes

and all the horrors you've inflicted
upon me.

What of the horrors inflicted on us?

It is you who invaded our home.

It is you who has sought to destroy
the sacred Order of St Agnes.

There is no order.

You're just three feral nuns with
nothing but your knitting and your
fairy tales

and some sheep you count as
Sisters returned from the dead!

When my bishop comes back,

as your Lord and Master, he will
learn of your heresy and he will
render your order extinct.

Your home sold to the highest
bidder.

What makes you think he's coming
back?

That he even saw you?

Even if he didn't see me
he would have seen the car.

There was no car for him to see.

We saw to that weeks ago.

The smoke.

He would have seen the fire.

Did he?

I'll send up herbs for your pain.

Whether it's for me all whether it's
the buyers of this cursed place,
they will be back.

It's going to make a grand hotel!

(HISSES) Shut up!

(DOOR SLAMS)

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(WIND HOWLING)

(BIRDS CAWING)

(UNLOCKS DOOR)

(DOOR CREAKS)

(GENTLE MUSIC)

(WIND HOWLS)

(SCRAPING SOUND)

(EXHALES)

(WHISPERS) There must be another
way.

Show me another way.

See, I told you.

(GRIM MUSIC)

What are you thinking?

He might have broken free. Maybe.

Barnaby.

The most likely scenario is your
brother got caught in a causeway.

No.

No, you don't know Ignatius.
He would have checked the times of
the tides.

He wouldn't make a mistake like
that.

If he's dead, where's his body?

Quite honestly, Frankie,
we might not ever find him.

This was supposed to be a reunion,
not a (BLEEP) wake.

Please...

Please don't give up on him.

He's not dead.

I can feel it.

I can still feel him.

The search is being called off.

Church notified.

They're already organising
a memorial for him.

(SOBS)

Despite your attempts on my life,

I'd like to offer you my condolences
for your lamb's death.

I'm sorry I tried to use your shell
to escape.

But I just want to go home.

Surely you can understand.

So you tricked me.

I'm sorry.

(DOOR CREAKS OPENS AND SHUTS)

(DOOR IS LOCKED)

(SNIFFS)

(PLATES CLATTER)

(FIRE CRACKLES)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

Do all men bring trouble?

And work.

Scrubbing, cleaning, polishing,
for the priests' visits.

When priests came before,
why did I not see them?

We Sisters have our secrets too.

Secrets?

(SHEEP BLEAT OUTSIDE)

(SNIFFS)

Do you remember 'Bread in the Oven'?

Carla! It's time to play Bread in
the Oven!

I'll let you out only when
you're good and cooked.

(LITTLE CARLA GIGGLES)

But why was I hidden?

So you wouldn't be taken from us.

Why wouldn't you just tell me?

Why would you lie to me?

They weren't lies.

We didn't want to frighten you
so we turned the priests' visits
into a game.

First Ignatius makes a fool of me,
now my own Sisters.

What else was a lie?

(DRAWS BREATH IN AND OUT)

(SIGHS)

(DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS )

Ignatius's robes?

What started must be finished.

Story?

I think it's my turn.

Once upon a time...

If the priests never knew about me,
who else knows I exist outside these
walls?

Only the Sisters of St Agnes.

And whoever left me at the gates, my
parents.

Of course.

Once upon a time the Queen
gave birth to her daughter

and called her Snow White.

(CLICKING OF KNITTING NEEDLES)

But not long after...

the Queen died.

Snow White's father took a new wife

but the new Queen loved power and
money above all else

and it had made her cruel.

In the castle was a magic mirror
and the Queen often asked it,

"Mirror, mirror on the wall...

"who is the fairest,
richest, the most beloved of all?"

And the magic mirror would say,

"You are, your Majesty."

But one day when the Queen
asked the question,

the mirror replied,
"My Queen may yet be the richest,

"but Snow White is the fairest
and the most loved in all the land."

(ECHO OF LAUGHTER)

The Queen turned quite green with
envy.

A toast to the Stanford family.

(LAUGHTER)

And then one night, the queen
snapped.

She ordered her Huntsman to follow
Snow White into the woods and to
kill her.

(GRIM MUSIC)

(ECHOES OF LAUGHTER)

Then the queen said to the Huntsman,

"Bring me back her heart as proof
that the deed has been done."

(TURBULENT MUSIC)

(SONG FROM RADIO)
I woke up this morning... ♪

It's your song!

The Huntsman had only gone
a little way into the forest

when he came upon the girl.

And he took out his hunting knife.

And she cried, "Huntsman, let me
live!

"I will run into the wild woods
and I will never come back."

And suddenly a young stag
appeared in the forest

and the Huntsman took pity on Snow
White and he...

He killed the stag instead.

(THUMP)

(SCREAMS)

And he cut out the stag's immense
heart,

to give to the Queen
as proof of Snow White's death.

And that night the Queen feasted on
the stag's heart, believing it was
Snow White's.

And Snow White ran.

She ran into the dark forest
and she kept on running,

and she kept on going until she
found an old house and went inside
to rest.

And she woke much later

to find seven Sisters of Mercy
welcoming her into their home.

(SOULFUL MUSIC)

I will not let them take our home!

If money is the only way then so be
it.

What do you mean, Sister?

Would you like to play a game,
Sister Carla?

The Finding Game?

I am not a child anymore.

What is it you want?

Father Ignatius's phone.

Bring it to me?

(SLOWLY EXHALES)

Every time we deal with the world of
men you bring the wrath of God down
upon us.

Trust in the Divine and St Agnes.

She will protect us.

That's your choice.

But I will not let us be like lambs
led to the slaughter.

IGNATIUS: Carla?

Carla! Is it you?

(UNLOCKS DOOR)

(DOOR CREAKS)

A gift.

See? Six wings.

It's a seraph.

It's for you.

But in return, my phone,
so I might call for a real doctor.

(DOOR CREAKS AND SHUTS
AND IS LOCKED)

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR IS UNLOCKED
AND CREAKS OPEN)

(EXHALES)

Thank you. Thank you, Sister Carla.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

Show me how to use it.

It needs a new battery.

I had one in my car.

It's working!

(PHONE BEEPS)

They're texts.

Messages.

It means my bishop's looking for me.

(PHONE BEEPS)

Oh! Your bishop's name is Frankie?

Then who is Frankie?

No-one.

(SCOFFS) No-one.

How do I phone the operator?

You press green to call, red to hang
up.

Who are you calling?

The hospital? My bishop?

You must turn it off when you're not
using it.

You must preserve the battery.

Who was Frankie?

It's my sister.

You have a sister?

No wonder you want to go home.

(DOOR CREAKS, SHUTS,
AND IS LOCKED)

I would like to speak with Mr Banks,
please.

(FEMALE VOICE)
I'm afraid Mr Banks is no longer
with us.

Mr Colquin is available.

Can I say who's calling?

Um... Tell him...

Tell him Patricia Stanford is on the
line.

The Patricia Stanford?

Yes. The Patricia Stanford.

Miss Stanford?

Mr Colquin.

I don't have time for pleasantries.

I need to know
how much I'm worth these days.

I'm afraid I can't answer that
question until you can prove your
identity.

Mrs Stanford has a simple test
designed to weed out imposters.

My mother is still alive?

Very much so.

So what would you like me to tell
her?

Something only you and she
would understand.

(SIGHS)

(TURBULENT MUSIC)

Play her Jeremiah's song.

And then you will organise the
purchase of a property for me.

The St Agnes monastery.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Tell me more about Frankie.

Is she younger or older?

Older.

Does she look like you?

You're not to touch it.
They need to do their work.

I need my phone, Carla.

To call Frankie.

I was to see her after I left here,
meet her two little boys.

Frankie has boys?

I need to call her, Carla.

Iphigenia has the phone.

She won't let it out of her sight.

I could ask her to let you use it.

Don't do that.

I will pray for you. And Frankie.

(DOOR OPENS, CREAKS)

(DOOR SHUTS AND IS LOCKED)

(YELLS IN DISGUST)

(BELLS RING)

The hotel people won't commit to the
sale until they've done a proper
survey of the site.

So I've offered to take them on a
tour of the monastery, straight
after Ignatius's memorial.

I need you to hire a boat, fully
catered, oysters and champagne on
arrival.

Show them we understand
the full connoisseur hotel
experience.

Bishop, you need to see this.

It's from the phone company.

Father Ignatius's phone. It's been
used.

Several calls, all to the same
number in London.

Call it.

SISTERS: ...mine enemies.

Thou anointest me with oil

My cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall
follow me all the days of my life.

(MOBILE RINGTONE PLAYS 'AVE MARIA')

(GASPS)

(PRESSES BUTTON)

Hello?

BISHOP'S VOICE: Ignatius?

This is not Ignatius. Who is this?
Frankie...

Did you say Frankie?

No.

BISHOP: What are you doing
with Ignatius's phone?

Frankie?

(GROANING AND GASPING)

(CLATTER)

Voices in the air like magic!

What have you done?

I should have switched it off.
I wasn't thinking.

Oh, Margarita. I'm sorry.
No, leave me alone!

(TURBULENT MUSIC)

Shall I call Sergeant Barnaby?

And say what?
No. This is church business!

We'll deal with it ourselves. Now
get out!

(THUD)

(TURBULENT MUSIC)

(MUTTERS)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)
Iphigenia?

(VOICES MUTTERING, ECHOING)

Beauty.

Father?

It would be a roof over your head,
Margarita.

Think of it as a holiday, love.

No! No! No!

(GROANS)

(GROWLING)

No!

Go!

It was like the angels were singing.

(SINGS) Ave Maria.

And then the devil himself shouted,
"Ignatius, is that you? Who is
this?"

Oh, wish I'd been there but my
bishop is no devil.

How does it work?

How does your bishop's voice
get inside of the box?

(WETS CLOTH IN BOWL)

Do you see those ripples?

They are waves and sound creates
waves too, but in the air.

And those waves, they hit your ear.

Or through a phone

which means that we could talk to
each other anywhere in the world.

Wait till you see a television.
(CHUCKLES)

Can I show you something? A secret?

(DOOR SHUTS AND IS LOCKED)

"And I beheld another beast
and it was coming out of the earth

"and it had two horns like a lamb."

(GROWLING)

(CLICKING SOUND)

(DOOR OPENS)

It's my escape coat.

You are in it too.

SISTER MARGARITA (READING):
"And he had power to give life

to the image of the beast that it
should speak."

I've never showed it to anyone
before.

SISTER MARGARITA (READING) "And
those that did not worship it would
be killed."

(GROWLING)

(IGNATIUS' LAUGHTER COMES FROM
OTHER ROOM)

Carla!

This is you.

(DOOR BANGS OPEN)

Sister Margarita, it's not what you
think.

Beast. Get away from her!

I won't let you hurt her like you
hurt me! What?

Margarita, stop.

Can't you see he's tricking you?

Margarita!
Go pray for your sins!

Let me in!

Sister Margarita, please. I meant no
harm.

Beast!

(ROAR)

You don't belong here, you beast!

I will cast you out!

Iphigenia, where are you?

Please, Sister Margarita! Have mercy
on me! Please!

(CHILLING MUSIC))

(GROWLING)

God, God, look.

(CHILLING MUSIC)

No!

Iphigenia!

She is killing him.

(IGNATIUS YELLS IN FEAR)
Margarita! Please Sister, open the
door!

(SISTER MARGARITA SCREECHES)

IGNATIUS: No! No!

What have you done to her?

(CRYING) I didn't do anything.

She did it to herself.

I'm sorry.

I couldn't stop it. Couldn't stop
her.

(WHISPERS) It's alright.

I'm sorry.

(JARRING BURST OF MUSIC)

And it was a woman's voice on the
line?

BISHOP MALONE (ON SPEAKER PHONE):
It could be her sister.

She kept saying Frankie.

Her name is Frankie Jones.

But I believe she and Ignatius
were not on the best of terms.

And Bob, the church can't afford
another scandal.

If there is a problem, I need it to
go away.

Leave it with me, Bishop.

(KNUCKLES CRACK)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

Hello, Frankie Jones.

(NIGHTMARISH MUSIC)

(THUNDERCLAP)

It's Stay-at-home to help you sleep.

There's nothing there.

You're no beast, Sister.

It's just a story.

One that you will write a new ending
for.

There's only one end.

Punishment for my crimes
and eternal damnation.

What of God's forgiveness?
Redemption.

(THUNDERCLAP )

('TIME IS A THIEF' BY B B KING
PLAYS)

(DOOR OPENS)

♪ I woke...
It's you.

♪ ..this morning...
The missing heiress.

♪ And I looked at my life

♪ It was filled with so much sorrow

♪ and grief

♪ And in my troubled mind

♪ I could see through all my sorrow

♪ You see time is a thief... ♪

Can I lie with you?

♪ That will rob you...
I won't touch.

♪ ..of your years

♪ And never return one yesterday. ♪

(BIRDS CHIRP)

I'm supposed to give the eulogy
at my brother's memorial.

But I'm finding it almost impossible
to write the damn thing.

I can't imagine saying it
in front of a room of strangers.

Sorry to interrupt.

I'm Bob.

I'm a bit new to all this.

That's fine, I'm done.
Oh no, I don't want you to stop.

I just thought you could try the
eulogy out on us.

What have you got to lose?

Don't say I didn't warn you,
because it's total (BLEEP).

Ignatius came into the world 10
weeks early

but defied the doctor's gloomy
prognosis by breathing on his own.

My mother said he did it to spite
them.

Even to my four-year-old eyes he was
small.

His skin translucent.
I could see his heart beating
through it.

(EXHALES)

(BELL TOLLS)

Thank you.

I just wanted to say, if you ever
need to talk, I know what it's like
to lose a brother.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Eugh.

It's all anyone says to me
these days ― "Sorry for your loss."

WOMAN: Bye.
CHILD: I want a high five.

(SIGHS)
(LAUGHS)

Thank you.
I hope they weren't too much
trouble.

Hello.
Who have we got here, then?

This is Nat and this little grumpy
pants here is Ben.

Oh, what's that, Ben?

Nat, is it?

You've got something in your hair.

(LAUGHTER)

BEN: Can we eat them, Mum?

FRANKIE: Well, I don't imagine
they're poison, are they?

(CHUCKLES) No.

Oh!
Hiya.

(LAUGHS) Get out.

Who's that?
That's Teddy.

Hi. I was just passing
and I thought you might like a spot
of lunch.

Oh, thank you.
No, I should really get these two
home.

Right.

Hello, mate, I'm Sergeant Barnaby.

Hi.

This is Bob. He's just moved here.

It's a nice little town you've got.
Yeah.

What do you do for a living, Bob?

Er...not much at the moment.

A bit of fishing.

Right.

Well, might see you at the memorial,
Barnaby.

Yeah.

(UNDER HIS BREATH) (BLEEP).

It's nice to meet you, Bob. See
around.

I hope so.

Good luck with the eulogy.
Thank you.

You have a gift with words, Frankie.

Don't be afraid to use it.

(CHILLING MUSIC)

(SIGN CREAKS IN WIND)

(BACKGROUND CHATTER
AND LAUGHTER)

What the hell did he want?

He was asking after your priest.

What exactly did he ask?

If he'd stayed here, if I'd met him.

Constable Day, can you check
a number-plate for me? R437 TCB.

CONSTABLE DAY (OVER RADIO) :
Are you for real?

Yes. Jesus.
Maybe he's a journalist.

Thanks, Jock.

CONSTABLE DAY (OVER RADIO): Vehicle
is registered to a Father Robert
O'Malley.

Father? Are you sure?

Yes. His address is St Thomas's.

Why didn't he say he was a (BLEEP)
priest.

(BIRD CAWS)

(SHEEP BLEATS)

Surely the funds can be released
without meeting in person.

MR COLQUIN: The rules of your trust
are very specific.

I could fly to you if it would make
it easier.

No, that's not possible.

Then I'm afraid we're at an impasse.

No, I'll meet with you if that's
what it takes. But just you, no-one
else.

Portaross tomorrow.

(PHONE CLICKS)

But how can we buy our home?
We have no money.

The Holy Mother has provided.

But you can't leave, not with the
man here.

I might hurt him.

I know you won't.

And I shan't be gone long.
A day, a night at the most.

But what if they come back?

I think that we can risk one day...

..to save our home.

(BIRDS CAW)

(VOICES COMING FROM INSIDE)

I found it on the road and thought a
certain little boy might not be able
to sleep without it.

Nat! Look.

Teddy!
Ahh!

How did you find us?

Phone book. Only Frankie Jones in
town.

Oh.
Oh, well...

Looks like...
Welcome.

..I'm coming in as well.

Hello. What have we got here?

IGNATIUS: Where are you taking me?

SISTER CARLA: It's bathing day.

Let us help you with your robes.

There is no shame in the body
God gave you, Father.

Only joy and thanksgiving for all
its wonder.

Not exactly what they teach
you in seminary school.

(GENTLE MUSIC)

He was an odd kid.

He was always getting picked on at
school.

Was he gay?
No.

No, he was sensitive. Different.

My parents didn't do well with
different, they just wanted normal.

He was always drawing,
he was always making me pictures.

(WATER LAPPING ON SHORE)

(EXHALES)

(SIGHS)

Oh, hello.

Oh God, no.

No.
No. Get away.

(CHUCKLES)
Let me have a look.

Oh, you haven't changed a bit.
(LITTLE LAUGH)

I was always a troublemaker,
defending Ignatius against our
parents.

The nuns.

Till the church won
and turned him against me.

I'm in the (BLEEP) program, Bob.
What about you?

It is the night before
your brother's memorial.

I know there's a minibar bottle
hidden in here somewhere.

Oh, God.

Here.

Mother's ruin.
(CHUCKLES)

(PHONE CLATTERS ON TABLE)

I keep thinking he'll call. How
stupid.

To Ignatius.

(CLANG)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

I'll fetch clean towels.

(NIGHT OWL HOOTS)

(DOOR IS UNLOCKED AND OPENS)

I know how much you want to call
your sister.

You don't have long. I'll be back.

(DOOR SHUTS AND IS LOCKED)

You remind me a bit of him.

Is that a good thing?

No.

He called me a junkie and a (BLEEP).

He was only half right.

FRANKIE: He wouldn't take my calls
even when I was out on the street,
pregnant.

That must have made you pretty angry
with Ignatius and the church.

Did you punish him?

What do you mean?
Did you hurt him, Frankie?

Is that what happened?

No.

You would have been justified
after what he did to you.

Get out.

(YELLS) Get out!

(PHONE RINGING)

MALE'S VOICE (VOICEMAIL):
You've called the office of Bishop
Malone.

Please leave a message.
(BEEP)

This is a message for the bishop.
It's Ignatius.

I'm alive. I'm at the St Agnes
monastery.

I've been held captive by three
nuns. The nuns...

(DOOR OPENS)

What did Frankie say?

Tell me.

Oh, I told you she missed you.

(GENTLE MUSIC)

I have to take the phone back.

(BOTH LAUGH GENTLY)

(DOOR IS LOCKED)

(SWEEPING ORCHESTRAL MUSIC)

(CAR DOOR SHUTS
AND ENGINE COUGHS)

(KNOCKS ON GLASS)

I said fuck off!

Are you alright?

Are you drunk?

Did the priest get you drunk?

Bob's a (BLEEP) priest?

(LIGHT MUSIC)

(GENTLE VIOLIN)

(SHEEP BLEAT)

(SOMBRE MUSIC)

Do I look alright?

(SNIFFS)

(SHEEP BLEATS)

Watch over Sister Carla for me.
And all of the Agnes sisters.

Take care of Ignatius too.

Yes.

(SNIFFS)

I'll be back soon.

With good news I hope.

(SOULFUL MUSIC)

You're leaving.

(IGNATIUS'S VOICE)
"This is a message for the bishop.

"It's Ignatius. I'm alive.
I'm at the Saint Agnes monastery.

"I've been held captive by three
nuns. The nuns..."

"This is a message for the bishop.

"It's Ignatius. I'm alive.

"I'm at the St Agnes monastery.

"I've been held captive by three
nuns. The nuns..."

FATHER MALACHI: Well what do we do?

(WHISPERING) We can't have a
memorial if he's still alive!

And the hotel people,
they can't go to the island now!

Tomorrow.
We schedule the tour for tomorrow.

The church is full, Malachi.

People are here to pay their
respects to your Brother, Ignatius.

Best not keep them waiting.

(STRIDENT MUSIC)

(SISTERS MUTTER PRAYERS)

...and your glory.

(DYNAMIC MUSIC)

(SHEEP BLEAT)