All language subtitles for The Flying Nun s02e26 The Lottery.eng

[main theme playing]

[whistling noise]

[barking]

[Jacqueline] The Convent San Tanco
was built 400 years ago

and has a certain
old-world charm.

Old-world character,
and brand new termites.

Any building 400 years old
needs a lot of upkeep,

and that's why
the Annual Rebuilding Drive

takes place
four times a year.

In our fund-raising drive,

Sister Ana covers
the town of San Tanco,

soliciting contributions.

Sister Sixto takes care
of fund-raising by mail,

writing letters
to the different townspeople,

with terrifying
speed and efficiency.

And the other member
of our fund-raising team

has the job of covering
the outlying districts.

[soft music playing]

Ooh.

Hello. I don't
usually pick up hitchhikers.

If you're collecting
for anything,

uh, please stay out
of my territory.

[exclaiming]

Here's come that old devil,
turbulence.

Fasten your seat belts,
we'll make a landing.

[clucking]

If you're waiting
for applause, forget it!

But Pedro has not laid
an egg for two years.

Why should he do it
so sudden like this?

Maybe his name
isn't Pedro.

Well, perhaps you bring me luck,
and he will do it again, eh?

Sister... Uh, Sister...

Sister Bertrille
of the Convent San Tanco.

Oh, welcome.
I am Benito Gomez.

Excuse me, Sister,
but where you come from?

I was here in the barnyard
a minute ago.

Oh, well,
I--I just dropped in.

Can I offer you something?

A cool drink?
A cup of coffee?

No. Actually
I'm collecting contributions

for the Annual
Rebuilding Fund.

I would really like
to contribute something.

Swell.
But unfortunately,

money is something
I don't have.

Join the club.

Thank you very much anyway,
Se�orGomez.

But I hate to turn you away
empty-handed.

Perhaps you would accept
some sugar cane?

You can make rum with it.

We're a non-alcoholic convent.

I'm sorry, Sister.

Well, your heart's full even
though your wallet's empty.

Thank you very much.
Goodbye.

Wait.
I can give you something.

I present to the Sisters
a chance on the lottery.

The first prize is $25,000.

Oh, I couldn't
accept this, really.

Sister, I know what good work
you do at the convent.

I want to help.
You must accept this.

It will make me very happy.

Well, as long as
you put it that way.

Thank you very much,
Se�orGomez. Thank you.

Goodbye, Sister.

[hen clucking]

What a showoff.

Five, 10, 15, 20, 25.

A whole quarter.

And we asked people
to give till it hurts.

Oh, look,
someone sent a contribution.

A St. Christopher's medal.

Talk about sending
coals to Newcastle.

Put it with the other medals,
Sister Sixto.

If those were only money,

we'd have the only high-rise
convent in the country.

Sister Bertrille,
what is our total now?

I'm just adding it up.

[whirring]

As of now,
we have a net loss of $45.50.

Are you sure?

According to
my calculations,

we're losing six cents
for every three cents donated.

We're not doing
very well, are we?

Well, at least the post office
is a big winner.

Still, it is very touching

that--that people who are
so poor still want to give.

Oh!

That reminds me.

I got a very interesting
contribution today

from a farmer
named Gomez.

Well, what did he give?

A lottery ticket from the, uh,
drawing in San Tanco.

Well, I hope that you told him
we don't believe in gambling.

I only accepted it

because I didn't want
to hurt his feelings.

We're going to win.
I know it.

Oh, Sister Sixto,
you can't be serious.

Yes,
this is the way it happens.

If we bought
the ticket for ourselves,

we would never
have a chance.

$25,000 first prize.

We could get rid of a lot
of termites with all that money.

Even if we just
bought them off.

Let's not get
our hopes up, Sisters.

Things like this
just do not happen.

[Sixto] It will, Reverend Mother.

There's a rainbow at
the end of our pot of gold.

I think that's the other way
around, Sister Sixto.

Either way,
it looks good to me.

Does it really?

I know, that's
an awful lot of money.

You know, sometimes
a lot of money like that

changes people's lives
the wrong way.

But we needn't worry,
Sister Bertrille.

It's one chance
in thousands.

[Bertrille] We won! We won it! We won.

Sisters!
Reverend Mother, we won!

[all cheering]
We won the lottery!

We won! Look! Look!

Oh, look at this!

[clamoring]

Oh, we're rich!
$25,000!

What'll I buy?

[Reverend Mother] I agree, the prize money
can provide some luxuries,

but, tell me,
Sister Jacqueline,

what is wrong
with our station wagon?

Well, it's so old.

We get laughs with it
wherever we go.

Well,
it's practically Biblical.

Oh, I think that's
a slight exaggeration.

After all, they didn't have
automobiles in Biblical times.

Well, not everybody realizes
that, Reverend Mother.

Besides,
it's making funny noises.

Nevertheless, I think we can
make do for a little longer.

[sighs]

Some people just don't know
how to handle wealth.

[Reverend Mother] Mmm. Very tasty, Sister Sixto.

I don't know how I do it,
Reverend Mother,

on this broken down thing.

We need a new stove.

In fact, we need
a whole new kitchen.

I think that's a bit drastic,
Sister Sixto.

We can afford it
since we won the lottery.

We're rich as a crocus.

Uh, not a crocus,
that is Croesus.

Rich as Croesus,
a man.

If he's got enough money
to buy a new stove,

then good luck to him.

I think you can manage,
Sister Sixto.

She can talk,
she don't have to cook.

[Jacqueline] And it's only $7 842,
uh, plus tax.

[Reverend Mother] Much too expensive.

And I think it would be
unseemly for, uh,

for us to drive
a convertible.

Reverend Mother,
with all due respect,

aren't you being a bit of
a fuddy-duddy about this?

[Ana] On approval,
Reverend Mother.

[Reverend Mother] How much?

$380. Plus tax.

$380?

With this I will be able to do
your reports twice as fast.

And, uh, why this
sudden need for speed?

Well, I want to have time
to ride in the convertible, too.

[Reverend Mother] On approval, Sister Sixto?

[Sixto] Yes, Reverend Mother.

From that new store
in San Tanco.

And it's only $475.

[both] Plus tax.

$475? For this?

I wasn't talking to you,
Sister Jacqueline.

And I'd appreciate it

if you keep your nose
out of my affairs.

I beg your pardon?

If the nose fits,
wear it.

[sisters clamoring]

Quiet! Quiet!

Now, someone has got to be
sensible about this thing.

[sisters clamoring]

Sisters, I asked
for quiet.

Now, I think all of you
are being very frivolous,

demanding and selfish.

It is obvious that we cannot buy
all the things you want.

If we spend our money
for a--a new car,

a new kitchen, a new radio
and a new electric typewriter,

just tell me one thing.

What?What?

How will I ever
be able to pay

for my new mink coat?

[all blabbering]

A mink coat?

Hmm? I beg
your pardon?

Reverend Mother,
with your permission

I'd like to return this lottery
ticket to Se�orGomez.

But i-it might be
worth $25,000.

Believe me, no matter what
it's worth, it's not worth it.

[Jacqueline] Shaken by
her vision of the future,

Sister Bertrille
returned the lottery ticket

over the protests
ofSe�or Gomez and his wife.

It would have ended there,

except they happened to see
Sister Bertrille do her thing,

from which they could draw
only one conclusion...

We have just
witnessed a miracle!

[exclaims]

That's why she wanted us
to have the ticket back.

She has blessed it. Consuelo,
she has blessed our ticket.

It will win!

We're going to win,
we're going to win!

Oh!

Benito, we don't tell
anybody about this.

I agree.
We don't tell a soul.

No.

You mean you actually
saw her fly?

Like a bird.

Then it has been blessed.
It's a sure thing.

I told you!
I told you!

$25,000 first prize.
You will be rich.

Fernando, your sister and I
have talked it over

and we have agreed

to let you buy a share
of the lottery ticket.

Oh, that's very decent.
Thank you.

But you must promise
not to tell anybody.

No one must know.

I promise. I promise.

Not even Maria.

Maria, my wife?

She's the last person
in the world

I would tell anything to.

It-It's a policy with me.

I, Maria,
would tell anybody?

You gave me your word
and I expect you to keep it.

Oh, Fernando.
Stop worrying. Please.

After all,
it was very decent of them

to sell us a ticket
that has been blessed.

I should say it was.

Good night.

Good night, Maria.

Sleep tight.
You, too.

[snoring]

Mama? Remember
Fernando's sister, Consuelo?

Yes, the poor one.

Well, today we bought a share
from the lottery ticket.

Just a moment, please.

So, Anita, I was on duty
last night and I got this call.

Do you know a family
named Gomez, huh?

Wait. Wait your turn.

Stay in line.
Now no shoving.

Get back, please.
That's right, in line.

And have your money ready.

There. Here's your change,
and--and here's your receipt.

Now, you own one share
of our lottery ticket.

And please,
don't tell this to nobody.

Next, next.

Reverend Mother,
believe me when I say

that I have
the greatest admiration

for the work you do here.

Thank you, Chief Galindo.
That is nice to hear.

But as Chief of Police,

I've been sworn to protect
those who have put me in office.

[Reverend Mother] Of course.

Against anyone,
for example,

who may want to perpetrate
fraud and deception.

That is very commendable,
I am sure.

But what does this have to do
with the convent?

I have evidence that shares are
being sold in a lottery ticket

said to have been blessed
by a saint who lives here.

Chief Galindo, I can assure you
that no saints live here.

Uh, termites, yes,
but no saints.

Reverend Mother, the--
the information I have is...

[Reverend Mother] Excuse me, Chief Galindo.

I cannot help you with
information about a saint,

but we may know something
about a lottery ticket.

Sister Bertrille?

Well, I returned the lottery
ticket to Se�orGomez

and I guess he and his wife
misinterpreted

something
I did or said.

Exactly what
did you do, Sister?

Nothing.
I just finished my business

and flew out of there.
Flew?

She means
she was in a hurry

and as I was saying,
Chief Galindo,

I can assure you
that no one here

is qualified
to bless anything,

let alone a lottery ticket.

In that case,
Benito Gomez and his wife

are perpetrating
a fraud...

Oh, no.
Not Se�orGomez.

...or there has been
some sort of mistake.

In any case, based on
the evidence that I have,

I must swear out
a complaint against them.

What if they
return the money?

Well, if they did that,

and they stopped
selling shares immediately,

I could assume a mistake was
made and take no further action.

Chief Galindo, can you delay
your decision for a few days?

I'm willing to wait a reasonable
amount of time, yes.

Thank you, Chief.

You are being
very considerate.

I want you to know,
Reverend Mother,

that my wife
was planning

to make a contribution
to your Rebuilding Fund.

That is very thoughtful.
What do you mean "she was"?

She was going to donate it
from the share

she bought
in the lottery ticket.

Good day, ladies.
Good day, Chief Galindo.

Well.
Reverend Mother,

I--I didn't know
anyone saw me take off.

It is a little late for excuses,
Sister Bertrille.

The damage
is already done.

And once an idea
gets started,

people are likely to ask you
to bless all kinds of things.

You began
with a lottery ticket

and you might wind up,
uh, saying a few words

over a--a racehorse.

I'll go over and talk to Se�or
Gomez and his wife right away.

Good.

How will I convince them
I'm not a saint?

Just be yourself.

I didn't bless that ticket.
I couldn't.

I'm not even a nun.
I'm just a novice.

But St. Bernadette
was not even a novice.

And some of the saints
have been very humble people.

That's exactly what I mean.
I'm not humble enough.

[whispering]
Consuelo.

Sister Bertrille say
she did not bless the ticket.

But she is a saint.

Let's not start that again.

And we saw her fly.

I can explain that.

You made the hen lay
not one egg, but two.

That's not as easy
to explain.

You mean, the--the flying
was not a miracle?

Of course not.

Se�orGomez, Consuelo,
listen to me.

You may be in real trouble
at any moment.

The Chief of Police said
he may indict you for fraud

if you don't return the money
and stop selling shares.

But we have
done nothing wrong.

I know. That's what the people
in jail keep saying.

Listen, you must
make them understand.

They will not believe me.

Well, how come they swallowed
the idea that I can fly?

If people wish to believe,
they will believe.

Okay, well,
I'll explain to them.

Excuse me, friends.

Um, there's something
I must tell you.

I'm Sister Bertrille
from the Convent San Tanco.

And there's been
a serious mistake.

I'm not a saint.

[all murmuring]

And as to the ridiculous rumor
that I can fly...

Well, let me show you.

Excuse me. Let's just try
to fly a little bit.

See?
Nothing happened.

Except that
I got a little tired.

Now, I did not, repeat, did not
bless that lottery ticket.

[all murmuring]

So, it's not such a sure thing
as some of you may believe.

The lottery is still
anybody's ballgame.

Now, Benito Gomez and his wife
wish to return your money.

So, please,
just stay in your lines

and have
your receipts ready,

and thank you so much
for your kind attention.

Sister Bertrille,
I am Fernando.

This is my brother-in-law.

Sister, we understand
what you are telling us.

You do? Oh, great.

And there is not
a man nor a woman here

who does not believe
that you can fly,

and that every penny
we make on the lottery

will be the result
of your blessing.

After all I just told you?

We also know
why you told us this.

Why?
To test our faith.

Isn't there something
you can do?

It is no use, Sister.

Sister, as long
as you are here,

some of my friends

have expressed the desire
to see you fly.

They have?

[all muttering]

[exclaiming]

In other words, although
you all claim to be believers,

you're actually just
a bunch of doubters.

Why, you--you don't
really believe I can fly.

[man] No, we believe you.

And I've got news for you,
I don't believe you believe.

Yes, we do.

Listen, I know a bunch
of disbelievers when I see them.

That is not true.

Oh, well.
That's all right.

I don't expect them
to admit it in public.

I'll tell you
what I'm gonna do.

I want you all to come

to the Convent San Tanco
tomorrow morning.

I'm going to prove to you
that I can fly.

All right.

[all chattering]

I don't like this.

I--I just don't like it
one bit.

Oh, Reverend Mother,
I don't care about myself,

but I'd hate to see you taken
to jail for accessory to fraud.

I'll be happy to bring you both
cookies on visiting day.

Thank you, Sister Jacqueline,
but I've tasted your cookies.

I hardly think
this is time for joking.

They're here.

Okay, well, here goes.

Good luck.
Good luck, Sister Bertrille.

Over here, everyone.
Step right this way.

Hi. I'm so glad
everyone could come.

Are you all ready
for the demonstration?

[murmuring assent]

[tense music]

[all exclaiming]

Any questions?

What does she take us for,
fools?

I hate to say this about my own
sister and brother-in-law,

but I think they are in partners
with this so-called nun.

Hold on, Sisters.

Se�orAguinaldo,
$20.

Thank you very much,

and do come and see us
again sometime.

If you're wondering what to do
with your refund,

our next Annual Rebuilding Fund
Drive will start any minute now.

[Fernando] Let me through.
Let me through there.

Sister, Sister, I have
just come from San Tanco.

The lottery has been drawn.
Your ticket won.

First prize.
$25,000!

Your ticket.
Their ticket.

Everybody's ticket but ours.

Our ticket won! We won!
We won!

We won!

Why have you
done this to us, Sister?

[Bertrille] Now wait a minute, everyone.

This is just a coincidence.

It couldn't happen again
in another hundred years.

The mathematical odds
are against it.

My sister and my brother-in-law,
they have cheated me,

as they have
cheated all of you.

[all murmuring]

It's not our fault,
she's right.

Yes, and now, there's no reason
for anyone to get upset.

It's only $25,000
and money isn't everything.

[exclaims]

Is it?

Well, I'm so glad
we could get together like this.

I do hope we can
do it again sometime.

Se�orGomez, I have not had
a chance to thank you

for your generous contribution
to the Rebuilding Fund.

Me, neither.

It's my pleasure, Reverend
Mother, Sister Bertrille.

Can I make a small request?
Yes, of course.

When you are
making the repairs,

could you employ
some people that I know?

By all means.
Who are they?

I have a list.

Boy, you've sure
got a lot of friends.

This is a list
of all the people

who bought shares
in the lottery ticket

and who think
that I swindled them.

They are no longer friends.

Then why do you want
to give them a job?

Even a rich man can't afford
to have this many enemies.

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