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[BELL TOLLING]

[MOTOR STARTS]

[HORN HONKS]

- [HORSE WHINNIES, - NUN SHRIEKS]

Are you hurt, Sister?

- It's a miracle - We weren't both killed.

Couldn't you see me, Sister?

Yes, I... Of course...

Are you all right?

I had the right of way, Sister.

I was coming down

the centre of the road.

- Right down the centre, - In plain sight.

- You just couldn't miss me.

- I almost didn't.

- Oh, thank you. - Are you sure you're okay?

Oh, yes.

Oh, I'm all right.

I hope the scooter's all right.

You see, we all drive it

at the convent.

What a world.

The last thing I expected

to see coming at me

is a nun on a scooter.

[NUN GRUNTS,

[MOTOR STARTS]

What kind of nuns are they

making at that convent nowadays?

Hard-headed ones, thank God.

[GEESE HONKING]

Oh, my.

Go on, here.

I know. Who wants that?

There you are.

Tsk, tsk, tsk. Oh, dear.

[BELL RINGS]

There's someone at the door!

[BELL RINGS]

I'll go.

- I hope it's, Father Clementi, - With more paint.

I have to attend to everything.

I can't be two places at once.

[BELL RINGING]

- -I'm getting it... - -Don't bother.

- I was only peeling potatoes - For tonight's stew.

- Nothing to do but answer - Doorbells.

Well, as long as

you're not busy.

- Oh, I'm sorry. - I thought this was out of order.

- Oh, no. It worked perfectly - With every pull.

I'm Sister Ann.

Oh, yes. I'm Sister Cluny.

We were expecting you earlier.

I'm a little late.

I came on the scooter.

I put it under the

shed outside.

Oh, I'm sorry.

That, uh...?

That is part of your effects?

Sister Adele's in here

and my guitar.

- -Guitar? - -Yes, Sister.

I would suggest the best place

for her is in the music closet.

I'll take good care of her.

What's that funny smell?

It's either fresh paint

or my stew.

- Well, let's hope it's - The fresh paint.

[DOOR OPENS]

Sister Ann, welcome.

Oh, my dear child.

Welcome to Samaritan House.

Thank you, Mother.

I'm so happy to be here.

You must be tired after your

trip and hungry too, I imagine.

I was beginning to worry about

you. You are a little late.

- But I was riding along - Pretty fast on the scooter...

- ...when this barge captain - Whistled at me.

I mean the boat whistled.

This farmer in a cart

landing on my head...

- ...and these cobblestone - Streets, I'm still bouncing.

Well, anyway, you are here.

- Did you have any difficulty - In finding us?

- When I turned the corner, - I thought I must...

- ...have the wrong address. The - Streets are so... And the people.

We know.

That's why this is the ideal

spot for us, don't you think?

Of course, Mother. I just hadn't

pictured it as quite this ideal.

- -I'm glad you got your guitar. - -I'll put it away.

No, Sister Cluny.

- It's quite allowable for - Sister Ann to keep it with her.

- She won't be - A nuisance, Sister.

- -Sister Ann. - -Sister Elise.

- Wondered when you'd be here. - You're usually early.

-I'm a little late...

-Sister Ann.

Sister Brigitte.

Sister Mary.

Sister Ann.

Oh, this is a fine reunion.

It's so good

to see you.

- -Guess how I got here? - -How?

- I was permitted - To borrow the scooter.

No, not really?

- It turned out to be - Quite an adventure.

This, this is going to be the

community hall when it's over.

All this?

It's enormous.

- MARY: We have our meals - Here too.

NUN 1: And it'll be for

dances and meetings...

NUN 2: And singing and parties.

- NUN 3: For all the neighborhood - People.

Father Clementi, promised

to make us some chairs...

- ...and whatever else - We need here.

-He's a wonderful carpenter.

-Chairs?

Oh, we could put six along that

wall and four over there and...

- Oh, I'm sorry, - I get carried away.

NUN 4: I'll have the curtains

ready in a day or so.

NUN 5: When we're done,

it won't look so empty.

- Empty? Oh, I don't think - It looks empty.

I think it looks wonderful.

And if we move the piano over

there... I'll give it a push.

[NUNS GIGGLE]

You see what I mean.

Would you like to see

the house now?

I'd love to.

[ALL CHATTERING]

- I'm being taken on a tour of - Inspection, mother.

Good. Start with the kitchen.

You'll be there mostly.

I don't mind.

- What do you think of her, - Sister Cluny?

Talks a lot.

She has a natural enthusiasm. It

may be what we need around here.

We need workers, Mother,

not enthusiastic guitar players.

- -The guitar goes where she goes. - -A personal possession?

A material remembrance

of her past life?

Is this part of our

liberalization too?

Yes, and I think

for the better.

Maybe. Why, she even came here

unaccompanied, on a scooter.

Her true and greatest protector

was still with her.

Why, I hoped they'd send us

a more mature sister.

- Ah, but we need our young nuns, - Sister Cluny.

They come to us fresh

from their tranquil convents...

and still fired with their

ambition to become missionaries.

Eager, hopeful and...

Well, yes, I must admit it,

inexperienced.

They're like girls graduating

from school into the world.

And their training here

won't be easy.

- Some of their bright dreams of - Becoming missionaries may...

fade in the harsh reality

of hard work.

Some of them may even fail us

or we may fail them.

But those that go on, Sister

Cluny, they will be nuns.

I still say this brand-new one

doesn't seem to have any...

- ...special skills except - Playing that guitar.

Don't be hard on that guitar.

It belonged to her father.

And she was a little girl during

the dreadful war years when he...

Well, the guitar is really the

only family she's ever known.

It's going to get

noisy around here.

[BELL RINGS]

-Good afternoon.

MAN: Good afternoon.

- Oh, Father Clementi. - I was hoping to run into you.

- Mr. Messeraux, asked me to tell - You that barrel of flour...

- ...the sisters needed, will be - Sent tomorrow from the bakery.

- Oh, thank you. - They're grateful for any help.

And the merchants in this

neighborhood have been so kind.

- Oh, we're happy - To be able to help, Father.

- Well, we appreciate it. - Thank you again.

Mr. Muller, I'm afraid we are

out of paint for the walls.

- What was the last color - I gave you?

- -Beige. - -Beige.

- -How are you, Mrs. Muller? - -MarvelousMarvellous.

No, two gallons, please.

Anything else, Father?

We could use a pound

of ten penny nails.

Ten penny nails. Mm-hm.

I need another pot of glue

for those chairs I am finishing.

Pot of glue.

Oh, and some steel wool to hand

rub a pulpit for the choir.

Oh, some steel wool.

Yes, Father.

Oh, good.

- -Anything else, Father? - -No, that will do it.

How much is all that, huh?

I hate to charge the nuns

for things they need.

Why, thank you.

That's more than generous.

I wish I could do something

for you in return.

Father, if you ever have a free

moment, I do need some shelves.

It's a bargain. I'll have them

finished, put them up for you...

- ...by Saturday morning, - All right?

Thank you again, so much.

Forget something?

The sisters mentioned

a few hooks for the closets.

- I'm sorry. - I'm getting so forgetful.

- Next time, I'll make a list, - Alright?

Yes, hooks.

How many?

A dozen?

[ANN SPEAKING

[IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

And lead us not

into temptation but...

- I've forgotten - "Deliver us from evil."

- [MARY SPEAKING - IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE]

I have it.

MARY: Good.

All right.

Deliver us from evil.

I did it again.

[CUP SHATTERS]

And we are minus a cup.

Never mind. I'll consider it

mine and drink of the saucer.

There's no need to worry.

They will understand you.

- My music should give me - A good ear...

but I suppose I'm so happy to

be here, I'm just not thinking.

- Can you imagine how excited - I will be...

if someday we are

sent to Africa?

- You must not expect a Garden of - Eden.

It is burning hot there

and so poor.

-Don't you want to go?

-Of course I want to go, Sister.

But more than that,

I want you to go.

And learn how my people

sing the Mass.

- But first we must learn - To live here.

"Eat as those around you eat.

Share their suffering, their

poverty and your love of God."

That's what Saint Dominic said.

No use hiding the evidence.

Sister Cluny counts the china

every night, instead of sheep.

Well, she does?

- Sisters, Father Clementi, - Is here.

Wait till you see the harvest

he's reaped for us.

Father Clementi!

NUN: Oh, wonderful.

Nails, glue, paints,

and hooks for the closets.

- The Mullers, were so generous, I - I promised to make some shelves

Mrs. Muller's been needing.

I'll take it out of your way.

Excuse me.

It goes to my workroom.

Well, Sister. I haven't

seen you before, have I?

Let me guess. Ah!

I have it. You are our latest

and very welcome addition.

- Sister... No, Sister Mary, - Don't tell me.

-Sister Ann, am I right?

-Yes, Father.

- And I am Father Clementi, - Of this parish.

Here, let me get rid of this.

Now I can welcome you properly.

- I assure you, you are most - Welcome, Sister Ann.

- I'm most fortunate - To be here, Father.

CLUNY: She brought a guitar.

Oh, wonderful!

- For our recreation hour, we - Always have a little music here.

Up to now, the best we could do

with a piano, but a guitar?

That will add spice

to our familiar "Brother John."

Will you get your guitar

and join us, Sister?

Of course, Father.

Now we have an orchestra.

-I always do the piano, Father.

-Of course. Of course.

-And beautifully.

-Thank you.

- Ah. Just in time - For our evening concert, Mother.

I never miss it.

Don't tell me you've never

noticed my fine alto, Father.

Have you an E, Sister Cluny?

No, you have to get along

with an A.

Are you ready?

♪ There's a smile on

your face Brother John

NUNS: ♪Brother John

♪There's a smile upon

your face Brother John

♪Brother John When there's

a smile upon your face

♪Then the world's a happy place

♪When you wear a gloomy frown

The world comes tumbling down

♪Won't you smile for us all,

Brother John?

- ♪-Brother John - -Brother John

- ♪-Brother John - -Brother John

♪When there's a smile upon your

face. The world's a happy place.

♪Won't you smile for us all,

Brother John?

- ♪-Brother John - -Brother John

- ♪-Brother John - -Brother John

- ♪When there's a smile upon your - Face

♪The world's a happy place

Won't you smile for us all,

Brother...?

What happened?

Why did we all stop?

You sing very well, Sister!

- I say my prayers - With my guitar, Father.

Well, compared to you,

I'm a croaking frog.

Do you mind singing a little

prayer, without the frog?

- You tell them about "Sister - Adele."

NUNS: Oh, yes, please.

Sit down, Sister.

Thank you, Father.

♪I will sing of Adelita

♪I will sing of Sister Adele

♪'Twas never a servant

so faithful

♪She wants but to serve

the Lord well

♪Adele is my dear companion

♪Together we've travelled so far

♪Together we sing as we worship

♪Adele is my Spanish guitar

♪Though you're only

a wooden guitar

♪And so humbly the

music you play

♪If there's love in your heart

Wherever you are

♪The Lord will not turn you away

[ANN CONTINUES SINGING]

[NUNS SING ALONG]

♪And so together

♪We'll sing his praise

♪And the music

the Lord shall hear

♪We'll tell his glory

in a thousand ways

♪And we'll plead for

his love so dear

[NUNS SINGING]

[NUNS CHATTERING]

NUN: That was marvelous.

Mother Prioress,

is this liberalization?

Make a joyful noise

unto the Lord.

Come before his presence

with singing.

[KIDS CLAMORINGCLAMOURING]

Come on, kick it!

Kick it! Get it!

Come on, kick it!

Come on, kick!

-Come on.

-Come on, let's go.

Come on.

[ANN LAUGHS, GROANS]

You kicked me.

My foot missed the ball.

No, your aim was perfect

and you hurt my shin.

-Why don't you wear stockings?

-I do.

You can't play soccer

in long skirts.

Why do you wear long skirts?

- The same reason you wear - Stockings, to keep my legs warm.

- Oh, no, no, no, you don't. - Mm-mm.

I want to talk to you. Now.

You don't look like a young man

who would kick anybody.

Why did you?

I wanna get back to the game.

Oh, oh, you don't.

-What's your name?

-Dominic. Dominic Arlien.

- Oh, I'm surprised - You won't answer me...

because you're named after

a very great man, Saint Dominic.

- -Would he have answered you? - -He would.

- And he never would have kicked - Me.

You two gonna play or not?

-I'm wounded.

BOY: Come on.

[BELL CLANGING]

Mothers are here.

Time to go, boys and girls.

Mothers are here.

KID: Hey.

Mothers are here.

Come on. Come on. Come on.

WOMAN: Bye-bye.

ANN: Dominic?

- Your mother did not - Come for you?

I... I haven't got a mother.

I haven't either.

- -You haven't? - -No.

Well, maybe you don't need a

mother anymore.

- -Do you need one, Dominic? - -Uh-uh.

I'm a good fighter.

I don't need anybody.

Somebody may need you though.

-Who?

-A lot of people.

They don't like me.

They're afraid of me.

Maybe you don't

give them a chance.

- First, you have to start by - Liking them.

- And then their liking you - Will come as easy as anything.

Who cares? I could lick you.

What muscles!

With all that power,

you could be a real leader.

♪Once a boy named Dominic

To whom I sing this song

♪Kicked someone in the shins

♪And knew that he had done wrong

♪Now if this boy named Dominic

Ever tries another whack

♪He's going to be sorry

When that someone kicks him back

♪But he wasn't really a bad boy

♪And he grew up big and strong

- ♪And he fought for all the good - Things

♪Instead of the things

that were wrong

♪If this boy was really sorry

♪This could end up a true story

-You made that up.

-That's right.

I made it up for you.

WOMAN: Dommie?

Dominic!

That's my sister.

I gotta go now.

Run along, Dominic.

-I kicked you on purpose.

-I know.

-Hurry up, Dom!

-Oh, Nicole!

[NICOLE YELLS]

Tuck your shirt in.

Are you ready to go?

I'm Sister Ann, Nicole.

- We're very happy - Having Dominic here.

I wonder if you heard

we're going to have...

- ...young people's dances - Every Saturday?

Why, no, I didn't.

We hope you'll come

and bring an escort.

I can't. I work Saturdays.

ANN: What a shame. What sort of

work do you do, Nicole?

I'm a maid.

These people entertain a lot.

- We have to go now, Dominic. - Say goodbye.

- Bye, Sister. - Can we finish the game tomorrow?

- Of course. - See you tomorrow, Dominic.

Goodbye, Nicole.

- It's too bad you didn't come - Earlier, Father.

We could've used a good goalie.

I went to see a fellow I know

who works for Primavera Records.

- Records we could play at our - Dances, Father?

If we had a juke box?

This time it was the

other way around.

I wasn't taking, I was giving.

Giving them a chance to make

a recording of you.

- -Of me? - -Yes.

- Why, they probably expect and - I...

- -What did you tell them? - -Not them.

I just talked to my friend.

Give or take an hour or so.

And he more or less gave in.

How do you feel about it?

- Well, I don't know. I only sing - Hymns, my own thoughts.

- Besides, Mother Prioress - Wouldn't allow it.

She did.

- Truly now, Sister, I've given - This a great deal of thought.

- Oh, the record will only be sent - To convents, you see?

So that sisters over the world

can find joy in your songs.

But I'm so busy here and the

time it takes to ride back...

and forth to Ghent...

Oh, all right.

- -When? - -Tomorrow.

Oh, no.

- It'll be just another minute, - Father.

-Thank you.

It won't be long now, Sisters.

-Hello there.

-Hello.

-Would you like a cigarette?

-No, thank you.

-What's the name of your act?

-Our act?

Oh, what's the name of yours?

We're the Mexican Marauders.

Oh, we're the Dominican

Desperadoes.

-Cute.

-Sisters.

Thank you.

I will see you later.

Mr. Gerarde, will see us now.

- Sorry to have kept you - And the sisters waiting.

I might've known a busy person

like you would be in time.

No apology needed, Robert. We

are grateful for your kindness.

Think nothing of it. I've

arranged to put you in Studio B.

Right this way.

- -Where are you taking it, boys? - -To the storeroom, Mr. Gerarde.

Is it out of order?

No, we just don't need it

anymore.

GERARDE:

Studio B is to the left.

Let me know how many records

you'll need for the convent.

- -As a guess, a thousand. - -A thousand.

-And upwards.

-Here we are.

-Not very large, I'm afraid.

-Oh, it's large enough.

Imagine, Sir, if we had these

facilities at the conservatory.

Paris Conservatory, Lucienne.

Sister Ann, Robert.

- Five years ago, - I lost track of you.

♪-How do you want this? ♪

-Tape it.

We studied at the conservatory

together. She graduated, I quit.

If I saw you on the street,

I wouldn't recognize you...

I know. You cannot tell

one nun from another.

But it's easy.

This is Sister Michele, Sister

Mary, Sister Ann.

Sister Ann? Good Lord.

[CHUCKLING]

Exactly.

- -Better lower that all you can. - -Yes, sir.

Emile, be sure of

the balance on this.

- I promised Father Clementi, - A perfect job.

♪Right.

Adele, you're looking well.

Sister Adele now, Robert.

-You got her too, did you?

-She's a very devout guitar.

- She never told you of the night - She spent in a...

- ...pawnshop to help me out - When I was arrested.

She does not tattle and he'd

only been speeding, Father.

Usually he was a very

hardworking music student.

What do you do here, Robert?

Mr. Duvries and I are partners.

I suppose I'm an executive.

Sounds impressive,

but what do you do?

This and that. Discover new

talent, and groom their careers.

- Make sure their affection for - Primavera Records is deathless.

-And legally binding?

-Both ways, Father.

♪-We're all set here.♪

-Fine.

-Father, you be seated there.

-Thank you.

What will you sing, Sister Ann?

-A little hymn. Sister Michele.

-Thank you.

A little hymn?

All Sister Ann's songs

are like prayers.

- Well, I really must be leaving. - Back to...

- Emile will take good care - Of you.

Good luck on your hymn.

Thank you, Robert.

-Sister.

-Thank you, Sister Mary.

EMILE:

♪Could I hear a few bars?

♪Far beyond the stars

♪That's fine, thank you.

♪Far beyond the stars

♪My soul is longing to go

♪There beyond the sun

♪To a better place I know

♪Through the darkest night

I can see the heavenly glow

♪-Far away

-Far away

♪Beyond the stars

♪-Far away

-Far away

♪Beyond the stars

♪Time ages of time

♪Yet is my time, so dear

♪The bells hasten to chime

Warning the hour is near

♪The road leads far away

And soon the days disappear

♪And I sing hallelujah

♪Unto him Alleluia

♪Far beyond the stars

♪My soul is longing to go

♪There beyond the sun

♪To a better place I know

♪Through the darkest night

♪I can see the heavenly glow

♪-Far away

-Far away

♪Beyond the stars

♪-Far away

-Far away

♪Beyond the stars

♪Yeah

♪Love that baby, yeah

♪Oh, that baby

♪Baby, you're all mine

♪She's my baby, yeah

♪Love that baby, yeah

♪Oh, that baby

Gerarde, one moment, please?

Gerarde, we need Studio B

and it's full of nuns.

- Should be through by now, - Duvries.

Let's see.

ANN:

♪There beyond the sun

♪To a better place I know

♪Through the darkest night

♪I can see the heavenly glow

♪Far away

- MICHELE: - ♪Far away

ANN:

♪Beyond the stars

♪Far away

♪Far away

♪Beyond the stars

Not bad for a nun.

Not bad at all.

Perfect, Sisters.

♪Is that all?

- -That is all. - ♪-Thank you.

- Well, Robert? - I didn't oversell her, did I?

You have a job as manager if you

decide to take off that collar.

- Sorry, it's nailed on. - Heh-heh.

And you, you were absolutely...

What can I say?

- I'm so happy you liked our - Little hymn, Robert.

-Liked it? Emile, we'll do

another.

EMILE:♪ Right.

- -Another? - -Yes.

- -You have something else? - -Yes, Robert.

May I see?

Here you are.

[DOMINIC SNEEZES]

That's not what sleeves are for.

Here.

- I didn't know you had a pocket - In that dress.

- I have one here - And another here.

This is for my prayer book

and my other rosary, see?

You could hide a lot of stuff in

there, couldn't you?

Certainly could.

- I only got room for my bottle - Tops and corks.

-No room for the rosary?

-I don't need one.

Oh, I do.

I count the beads when I prayer.

You could count in your head.

Oh, I say so many,

I might get mixed up.

You're not very smart,

are you, Sister?

Not very.

Come on.

Here it is.

-Hello, Papa.

-Who's this?

- I'm Sister Ann, from Samaritan - House, Mr. Arlien.

- Well, he's a big boy. He doesn't - Need to be walked home.

- Usually Nicole is with him. - She didn't come for him today.

You can never tell about her.

Aren't you gonna let

Sister in, Papa?

Well, if she wants to.

- The place doesn't look like much - But with Nicole out working...

all hours and I don't feel

like it, what do you expect?

I understand, but that should

not stop us from having a visit.

- Well, I was just gonna go down - To the corner.

You mind if I stay?

Nicole may possibly...

That's quite alright, That's...

You just make yourself at home.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Papa goes to the corner

when he feels terrible.

Hey, look, another cork.

- -You wanna see my room? - -Yes.

This is Papa's room.

Now, come with me.

Nicole and I sleep here.

This is Nicole's bed

and this is mine.

Oh, dear.

I tell you what we'll do. Uh...

Let's surprise Nicole and

straighten things up for her?

- You take the blankets - And the sheets off the bed...

- ...and then we'll make them up. - I'll pick up her things.

What's the use? They only get

messed up again at night.

- But you sleep better - Without the lumps.

-Men don't make beds.

-Soldiers do in the army.

[ANN IMITATES BUGLE]

Bed-making time.

[DOMINIC IMITATES BUGLE]

Resting time.

[BOTH LAUGH]

- You can't get by that easily. - Let's go.

- Nicole's gonna be home any - Minute. Come on.

All right.

NICOLE: Dommie? You home?

DOMINIC: Uh-huh.

NICOLE: Good.

Dominic, you stay here

and go on working.

I'll keep her

in the other room. Hm?

[SOFTLY]

All right.

Papa go out?

Nicole?

-What are you doing here?

-I came home with Dominic.

We wanted to surprise you

and straighten your room.

I found these.

You...

-You snooping... You...

-I'm sorry.

- -No, I'm glad. - I'll have an opportunity...

-You showed them to Dommie?

-Of course not, Nicole.

-Why did you?

-Why don't you leave me alone?

Not until we have a talk.

I cannot turn my back

now that I know about these.

-I want to help you.

-I don't want your help.

Help from God, then.

He hasn't paid the rent so far.

And you can get this straight.

I'll keep making these pictures.

And if I get enough money,

I'll make more and more.

What pictures?

Oh, it's all right, Mr. Arlien.

Nicole and I were just talking.

-You give me those.

-Mr. Arlien, let me handle this.

- You don't expect me - To support this family...

and buy your liquor

mopping floors, do you?

Oh, stop.

Keep your hands off her!

- ARLIEN: You come back here. - You come back here!

- How dare you treat - Her like that?

- You must use kindness - And understanding.

- -Oh, understanding? - -And love, I beg you.

- Yeah, I only understand - One thing. That's my daughter.

- That's my flesh and blood. - It's none of your business.

- It has to be somebody's - Business. I'll talk to her.

I want you out of here.

I don't need you around my kids.

Get out. Out and stay out.

- It all started because - I wanted to clean up her room.

-I wanted to be helpful.

-But were you being helpful?

Or were you interfering?

- Nicole was not there - To accept your offer of help...

but you gave it anyway.

But after I found the pictures,

I had to try to talk to her.

Yes, of course. Yes.

But even though you only

suspected Nicole was at fault...

yet you accused her

in front of her father.

Now in future, try to make sure

that any suspicion of sin...

remains strictly private

between you and the sinner.

And I involved her father.

- Well, you never know what you'll - Uncover in some places.

ANN: The truth is, I find it

hard to love a girl like Nicole.

I wanted to do so much when I

came here and made a bad start.

Don't expect to win great

victories here, my child.

Or even in Africa someday.

Be thankful for small ones.

Keep in mind always that your

motive is what is important.

To serve our Lord.

I have a lot to learn.

I'll give you a rule to go by.

If you can't be helpful,

be silent.

Thank you, Mother.

And thank you, Sister Cluny.

A million dollars?

I think one album of

hers ought to make.

Her share would go to our order,

be allotted to various missions.

- Under no circumstances - Would we consent to anything...

that might disturb

Sister Ann's vocation.

No, of course not.

But it could be

a great blessing.

A million dollars usually is.

Good afternoon, Mr. Gerarde.

- -Robert, what you doing here? - -Waiting for, Father Clementi.

He's in talking with

Mother Prioress.

I'd like to talk to you.

- I'm very busy. - I don't think...

May I sort of follow you around?

- I would like you to see - The place.

-I guess it's alright. This way.

-Here, let me.

-Thank you.

-Lucienne... Sister Ann.

- -It's hard to call you that. - -Yes.

- I've been playing your record - Repeatedly, that's why I'm here.

- To ask permission - To sign you to a contract.

Do you think there's a market

for my hymns, Robert?

Sister Mary?

- -Sister set up our dispensary. - -Sister.

Nothing elaborate, but a start.

-Hello.

-Hello, muddy Maurice.

Milk time.

Oh, look at that pretty face.

That boy could find a mud puddle

in the middle of the Sahara.

Well...

Come on, let's have a little

drink. Oh, come on, please?

- Let me live down - What I said about your hymns.

Exciting, good music. You're an

artist, be proud of yourself.

Thank you, Robert. But if we

believe God is in all artists.

- We should be humble for what - He has given us.

All right. As an artist,

you should be heard.

Oh, I am heard here.

Ask Sister Cluny.

-Here?

I'm talking about a...

- I'm talking about an audience of - Millions.

People all over the world.

People who haven't heard your...

ANN: Do you like some milk?

- -Hello. - -Thank you.

- Do you like a - Little refreshment?

-We're running out of tires.

-We'll have to go see, Gaston.

What are they doing?

Putting rubber heels on shoes.

Saving money.

Saving pennies.

When I'm trying to tell you

that just one album of yours...

Would you care for some milk?

Here you are.

I don't know much about the

protocol of talking to a nun...

but I knew you once.

What made you give up

everything for this?

- It's depressing that - You should be here.

-But I want to be here.

-You know what I mean.

Which girl wants to get up in

the middle of the night...

eat a Spartan breakfast,

put in a back-breaking day...

among people like

these... and live in a tomb?

-No girl would.

-That's what you do.

Not I, I get up in the middle of

the night to go to Mass.

- And then I have - A Spartan breakfast.

Followed by doing the dishes,

studying, visits in the society,

playing with the children,

feeding them, doing more dishes.

And then more prayers. You see?

- Much more glamorous and - Fascinating than you thought.

Isn't it?

How can you joke about it?

Because I'm very happy.

I even have a dispensation to

laugh once in a while.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

- Good. - I still like to laugh with you.

I don't think you realize how

much you're missing.

- Maybe you don't understand - How much there is...

outside this world

you're missing.

Maybe I don't.

Now, about the album, will you?

Robert, I told you,

I'm very happy here.

I'm doing what I want to do.

My, you have become

a stubborn girl.

-I've become a nun.

-So you turn me down?

Yes, Robert.

Can't you understand the joy I

feel working for God?

Don't, please don't pity me.

Well, I tried. I'm sorry.

Don't be.

I have good news, Robert.

- Mother Prioress has no objection - To your making the album.

MOTHER: Providing the bishop

gives his consent.

I don't see why not.

No, in view of everything,

I don't really see why not.

You know I'm inclined to be

blunt, Monsignor.

Suppose...

- Suppose she has to sing - Before an audience.

- Sister, you sing in church, - Don't you?

- In front of an entire - Congregation?

- Well, not with a guitar. - And not because someone pays me.

Someday you will get your reward

and a harp in heaven, Sister.

Do your singing, Sister Ann.

You will spread the word of God

much better and further than I.

Yes, Monsignor, if that's what

the order wants me to do.

Does this settle the issue?

Thank you, Monsignor.

Thank you, Monsignor.

Sister Ann.

I can tell you now that

I knew you'd take this chance.

Yes, Father.

♪With you I shall walk

♪All of my life

♪With you I'll always be

♪With you I shall spend

♪The rest of my life

♪My love in eternity

I was worried, wondering where

you were at this late hour...

my daughter and found you,

safe with God.

I was troubled, Mother.

And now, are you more at peace?

I think so.

If you ever...

Remember, I am here too,

my daughter.

Thank you, Mother.

- ♪Put on your pretty skirt, - My soul

♪You rendezvous

You rendezvous

- ♪Put on your pretty skirt, - My soul

♪The Lord we love

is waiting for you

[BAND PLAYING UPBEAT MUSIC]

♪You wear a happy smile

♪You can't help but rejoice

♪For in a little while

♪You'll hear our Master's voice

- ♪Put on your pretty skirt, - My soul

♪You rendezvous

You rendezvous

- ♪Put on your pretty skirt, - My soul

♪The Lord we love

is waiting for you

♪I'd like to be

as free as the wind

♪That sings everywhere

♪I'd like to be

as free as a cloud

♪That floats in the air

♪I'd like to be

the flame of a fire

♪That lights the skies

with my desire

♪To be with you

♪My Lord, with you

♪Raindrops, raindrops

♪Fall upon my window

♪Sparkle on the leaves

Of a thirsty apple tree

♪Raindrops, raindrops

♪Down the hill

and through the meadow

♪No time to stop

On their journey to the sea

♪See the pretty raindrops

♪Dance upon the rooftops

♪Tumble down the chimneys

Then go splashing on their way

♪To every church and steeple

♪The world and all her people

♪There's a miracle of heaven

In every rainy day

♪Raindrops, raindrops

♪Fall upon my window

♪Sparkle on the leaves

Of a thirsty apple tree

♪Raindrops, raindrops

♪Down the hill

and through the meadow

♪No time to stop

On their journey to the sea

♪The brook becomes a river

And the river flows forever

♪Till the...

[ANN SIGHS]

Is it all right if

I rest a few minutes?

GERARDE:♪ Yes, of course.

I'll be right with you.

Andre, get some tea or

something, will you?

- That'll be all for tonight, - Gentlemen. Thank you.

- I didn't mean to fade off - That way, Robert.

I just wanted to

stretch a little.

No wonder, 14 songs.

- I was having a wonderful time - Listening I forgot how...

exhausting it must

be for you.

[ANN SIGHS]

Why don't you sit down

for a bit and relax?

That's a fine idea.

Five years ago, I'd have taken

you out to a fine restaurant...

for a bottle of wine

and some good jazz.

Five years ago,

I would have accepted.

Seems to me, I did.

- I wish you could have heard - Yourself tonight.

Your voice came across

very clear, no echo.

I left my echo at home.

Good thing too.

That one song, number four.

- -"Alleluia." - -Yes.

You put a little pause

in there. I like that.

That's my kind of song.

The music always spoke a

special language to you and me.

But you've grown.

- You have a whole new dimension - You never had then.

It comes from being very happy,

Robert.

- -You know who'd be proud of you? - -Hm?

-Professor Von Hoffritz.

-Oh.

- "That guitar, Fräulein, - Is a musical instrument...

not a defensive weapon."

"Do not clutch it to your bosom

like it was your first-born.

Do not point it like it was a

machine gun in those American...

gangster films and do not

strangle it as if it was

this beloved music professor."

[BOTH LAUGH]

You've come a long way from that

music student I used to know.

-You've come a long way too.

-I suppose I have.

I wonder just how did I become

a typical business executive.

- What happened to your music, - Robert?

It just got lost.

I needed more discipline and

encouragement to work alone.

And perhaps the inspiration

I once had.

It's too bad.

You were very good.

I was so sure you would use your

talents to brighten the world.

[HUMMING]

Did you ever finish it, Robert?

[PLAYING MELLOW MUSIC]

Sister Ann?

Ah, Lucienne.

What happened to the wonderful

plans we made?

The good times we had together?

Where did I go to?

What did you say, Robert?

I didn't say anything.

- CLEMENTI: Sister Ann, - Wait till you see what we bring.

Wait till you see.

We have a feast here.

- -Oh, thank you, Robert. Look. - MICHELE: You must be starving.

-Cheese, meat, salami.

-Oh, it's lovely.

Some tea?

Would you like some tea?

Here, Sister. Help yourself.

-Oh, thank you.

-You, Robert.

[JUKEBOX PLAYING POP MUSIC]

BOY: Hey.

WOMAN 1: Oh, my.

WOMAN 2:

That girl. Oh, my gosh.

-Does anyone here know her name?

-That's Jeannette.

That is a needle, Sister,

not bayonet.

-Oh, dear.

-Now, try again.

- The trouble is, I keep - Thinking about the next step.

When I aim this thing

at a live arm.

- When you have to inoculate a - Hundred

screaming children in Africa

someday...

you will not have time to

think. Here.

Uh, thank you. I... Oh.

-Put her there.

-What happened?

She was dancing

and she just fainted.

- -Her name is Jeannette. - -Thank you, Sister.

We'll take care of her.

-Here you are, Sister.

-Thank you.

[JEANNETTE COUGHS]

Feeling better?

Yes, thank you.

- Have you had many - Of these fainting spells?

-Some, I'm pregnant.

-Well, congratulations.

- I hope you have a nice, - Healthy baby.

I'm not going to have a nice,

healthy anything.

I'm going to have an abortion.

- You shouldn't even think - Such a dreadful thought.

- -Why not? - -Having a baby is a wonderful.

Oh, just a minute...

And you're planning to have your

baby deliberately killed.

What did you say?

I said, you're planning

to have your...

I understand how you feel.

You're not women,

you're just stupid nuns.

Listen to me, Jeannette.

I was born in Africa

in a mud shack.

Four children were born

there before me.

Not one lived to see even six

months of tomorrows.

There was no food,

no sanitation.

- So my mother went - To the village medicine man...

full of bitter tears.

Just as you are.

And they tried, with all kinds

of voodoo concoctions.

But every day of my life, since

I have been old enough to...

understand I prayed

my thanks that they failed.

What do you hope to do about

your baby, Jeannette?

Won't you come back?

We will do everything we can

to help you.

She had no right to

call me a murderess.

[DOOR SLAMS]

I hope she'll come back.

Yes, I know you do.

I wanted to help her.

But I didn't, though, did I?

MARY: It was a delicate,

a very personal thing for her.

Maybe you attacked

with too much fervor.

- -Attacked? - -Yes.

Even if you believe there is a

war between right and wrong...

be sure you do not enjoy

the battle too much.

When am I going to learn?

You will.

You will learn.

[MICHELE SPEAKING IN LATIN]

ALL: ♪ Amen.

[ALL SPEAKING IN LATIN]

ALL: ♪ Amen.

[BELL JINGLES]

Are you not coming, Sister Ann?

- Do you mind? - I wanna work on my music.

Won't you sing for us?

Oh, I'm sorry,

Sister Mary, not tonight.

Sister Ann?

Don't you feel well?

- Oh, yes, - I'm just a little tired.

- In that case, maybe you'd better - Postpone working so much...

with your music and rest.

- Oh, I can't. - I have an idea for a new song.

-It isn't quite right yet.

-I see.

You have been very much in my

thoughts the last few days.

I ask myself if perhaps we're

not making a mistake...

by placing too much

importance on your music.

And if you might not

be risking everything...

by this misjudgment.

Oh, music has always been

important to me, Mother.

I know.

That's just what I'm afraid of.

When I was a young nun,

to be sent as a missionary...

was all-important to me.

- And then I found the people - Strange...

I didn't understand them

and so I couldn't love them.

-I thought I was suck a failure.

-I know.

- The way I've been a failure - With the people here.

But my music makes up for that.

I think I can do some good.

Why can't I love to sing and

learn to love all people too?

- How much love have you to give, - My daughter?

People need all you have.

A little love is not enough.

- Are you sure - That your love for your music...

is not interfering

with your other duties?

I hope not.

I will pray to God to help me.

Well, come with me a moment.

I have something to show you.

This is from Primavera.

They're giving a garden party

at, Mr. Duvries' home.

Publicity for your album.

They ask if you can come

and bring your guitar...

and be prepared to sing.

-You don't have to, you know.

-I'd like to.

And I'll be happy

to sing for them.

I should give them something

after all they've given us.

I'm only concerned with what

you give to God, my daughter.

But it's my way of doing good.

Don't you want me to go, Mother?

I think you've already made

that decision yourself.

- I'll write - And tell them you accept.

♪ How I love to go

For a walk along the street

♪ Just to smile "Hello"

To the people that I meet

♪ And to watch the show

Of their happy, happy feet

♪ And I say to myself

it's a miracle

♪ As I walk along

I sing a melody

♪ It's a happy song

I'm sure you will agree

♪ And when things go wrong

Oh, how it comforts me

♪ Then I say to myself

It's a miracle

♪ Allelu, alleluia

♪ I sing as I walk along

♪ Allelu, alleluia

♪ God gave me such a happy,

happy song

♪ Can't you feel his love

And joy in everything

♪ In the wonder of

The sparrow on the wing

♪ In the stars above

and the song I sing

♪ In the joy of his love

In the stars up above

♪ In the song that I sing

♪ It's a miracle

"Brother John."

[GUITAR PLAYING "BROTHER JOHN"]

♪ There's a smile on your face

Brother John

♪ There's a smile upon

your face Brother John

- ♪ When there's a smile - Upon your face

♪ Then the world's a happy place

♪ Won't you smile for us all

Brother John?

♪ Brother John

♪ Brother John

- ♪ When there's a smile - Upon your face

♪ Then the world's a happy place

♪ Won't you smile for us all

Brother John?

♪ When you wear a gloomy frown

Brother John

♪ And when you wear

a gloomy frown

♪ Brother John

♪ When you wear a gloomy frown

down

Then the world comes tumbling

♪Won't you smile for us all

Brother John?

♪Brother John

ANN AND CROWD:

♪Brother John

♪ When you wear a gloomy frown

down

Then the world comes tumbling

- ♪ When there's a smile - Upon your face

♪ Then the world's a happy place

♪ Won't you smile for us all,

Brother John?

ANN AND CROWD:

♪ Brother John

♪ And when your heart

is full of love

♪'Tis a blessing from above

♪ When you wear a gloomy frown

down

Then the world comes tumbling

♪ There's a smile upon your face

Then the world's a happy place

ALL:♪ Won't you smile for us all

Brother John?

- I have a confession to make, - Sister, I'm senile.

I was against her album.

Religious music, I said.

- What made you think of combining - Folk music with prayers, Sister?

- Perhaps I felt God might be - Tired of our formal,

traditional hymns...

and would enjoy a different

kind of prayer once in a while.

-May I have your autograph?

-Oh, I'm sorry. I can't do that.

You see, I'm not a singer

who happens to be a nun.

I'm a nun who happens to

like to sing.

- -She's quite witty too. - -Yeah.

MAN: This way, Sister.

WOMAN: Can you believe

you're really a nun?

Yes, easily.

I'm a Dominican nun.

What does that mean exactly?

- There are different - Kinds of orders.

Sister, you haven't touched

your pheasant. Go ahead, eat.

- -Where are you appearing next? - -Appearing?

We have great plans for her.

- We'll be sending out releases. - Robert, you take care of that.

- That's a little premature, - Don't you think?

- -Sister, may I get you an ice? - -Yes, thank you.

- She seems to be enjoying - Herself.

- You can't blame her for being - Pleased with her success.

It will be over soon. I wonder

how the stars live through it.

The world at their feet? It must

be a glorious feeling for a bit.

A heady feeling.

- Well, she's become - A top recording artist.

- Robert tells me - They're today's new nobility.

Strange that none of us

thought of this.

-Mr. Gaston?

-Mr. Gaston.

We've used up our last tire.

You sisters must be rough

on rubber heels.

- Help yourselves. - Glad to get them out of the way.

You're very kind.

Oh, this is best.

-Thank you.

-Thank you.

[LAUGHTER INSIDE BAR]

Now, you watch me.

Good, bravo. Look at that.

Hey, look. It's Sister.

Dom, come back here.

Hello, Sister.

Dominic, what are you

doing out so late?

Piet invited us.

He's a rich sailor. Why don't

you let him buy you a drink?

- -No, thank you. - NICOLE: Come on, Dom.

ANN: Just a minute, Nicole.

-Go back to the table. Go on!

Why is Dominic with you in this

place and in such company?

They're my friends.

Where should he be, home alone?

Home, with you.

You have a duty to your brother.

And it's late for a girl your

age to be out too.

- You're out pretty late yourself, - Sister.

If you go out, you can always

leave him with me.

- -He'll be safe, then. - -He's safe with me.

ANN: I don't think so.

-It's time we left, Sister.

- -I'm taking Dominic with me. - -Oh, no, you're not.

- -He's staying with me. - ANN: Dominic?

- CLUNY: I said, - It's time we left, Sister.

- There's nothing - You can do here.

- That's right. - You tell her, Sister.

- He's my brother. - What are you gonna do about it?

- -Here, have a puff. - -No, thank you.

Go on, take a try.

Well, what got into you?

More letters, Mother.

-They're all for Sister Ann.

-Well, set them over there.

May I come in, Mother?

What is all this?

I believe it's called fan mail.

That is wonderful, marvelous,

and I bring more good news.

I have with me a very important

gentleman who wants to see you.

Mr. Ed Sullivan.

Who is he?

Millions of people in America

watch him Sunday night on TV.

- Well, that need not concern us - Here.

- -Excuse me, Mother. - -But...

The convent in Copenhagen

wired to ask for 20 more albums.

Where do you want these?

There. Don't bring any more

until we find room for them.

Mother, he has come over 3000

miles just to talk with you.

- Didn't you get the letter - About his arrival?

We haven't had time

to open our mail.

- -Nevertheless... - -Excuse me.

- Three busloads of boys from - Saint Stephen's have arrived.

- They want to sing their - School song for, Sister Ann.

I'll see them later.

Mother, please, Mr. Sullivan...

Well, I suppose it wouldn't be

very courteous not to see him...

if he's travelled

so many miles.

- Mr. Sullivan, Mr. Fitzpatrick - I'm sure you didn't come...

all the way from New York to

Belgium just to visit me.

So my I ask why, even though I

think I can guess the answer?

I'm quite certain, you're not

familiar with our TV shows.

- Well, you're right, - Mr. Sullivan.

I'm afraid I'm not

familiar with it.

-It's a family-type show.

-Oh, very nice.

Mother, we'd like to present on

our show your Sister Ann.

- But why, Mr. Sullivan? - People can hear her on records.

But they'd like to see her.

- And honestly, if you'd give us - Permission I can assure you...

that we'll present her

in all dignity and respect.

- I wish to thank you, - Mr. Sullivan.

And I regret that I must answer

in the negative.

- Well, just one favor. - Could I meet her?

When I go home I would like

to say that I met her.

Well, of course, Mr. Sullivan.

Come this way, won't you?

Can I help you, Sister Cluny?

Over there, Mr. Sullivan.

Sister Ann, this is a

very great pleasure.

Oh, no. Down there,

Mr. Sullivan.

Oh.

- Sister Ann, - This is indeed a great pleasure.

I'm a great fan of yours.

My name is Ed Sullivan.

I come from New York.

And I'm here to ask you

to sing on our television show.

New York?

-I'd like that.

-Of course I told him no.

- I regret that, Mother, because - Our cardinal in New York...

- ...had proposed perhaps we get - Something for your order that...

would be badly needed.

- Oh, we could have used a jeep, - Mr. Sullivan.

- Particularly when we reopen - Our Africa missions.

- I was thinking of several jeeps, - Father.

Several jeeps?

It would be a great if a jeep

could've been delivered for us.

-One or two? Or three?

-Sure.

One is all we will need,

Mr. Sullivan.

-Thank you, Mother.

-And thank you, Mr. Sullivan.

- Excuse me, miss, - What's the voltage here?

I had no idea putting on a TV

show was anything like this.

May I, please?

- My only theatrical - Experience was...

- ...when I directed - A Passion play in Bruges.

-This must be quite a contrast.

-Oh, yes, and very exhilarating.

Max.

- They look too white. - They're like spooks.

- Can't you put - Something on them?

- That lady says nix. - No makeup.

No makeup.

KID: Hi.

NUN: I am sorry, children.

- -Do you mind, Father? - -Hm?

Oh, I'm sorry.

- FITZPATRICK: Okay, Mr. Sullivan? - -Okay, Fitz.

- Girls, - If you'll take your places.

Mr. Fitzpatrick, please.

Sisters, not girls.

Oh, thank you, miss. All right,

Sisters, right this way.

There you are.

If you'll get on the stool.

Fine.

May I, Sister?

Thank you.

No, it's too much white.

Do you sisters have any change

of clothing? Dark blue, perhaps?

No? Well, I guess we're

stuck with the white.

-What about the lights?

MAN: Okay.

Ready, Mr. Sullivan.

-Yes, Fitz.

-Stand by. Quiet.

Five, four, three, two.

- Good evening, ladies and - Gentlemen.

Tonight is a very special

feature of this special show.

- From Belgium, we are going to - Bring you the voice...

- ...of a very dedicated young - Woman

who composes

and sings her own songs.

So now, ladies and gentlemen,

here is The Singing Nun...

Sister Ann.

♪Dominique, nique, nique

♪I will tell of Dominique

His goodness to acclaim

♪And I pray the song I sing

Will some simple pleasure bring

♪That the world

shall know his name

♪I will tell of Dominique

As I sing this little song

♪And when I sing the chorus

All the world will sing along

♪Dominique, nique, nique

♪It was good Saint Dominique

♪He lived for you and me

♪From the labors long ago

Came a better world I know

♪And his love shall always be

♪Though I'm poor, said Dominique

As he spoke unto the Lord

♪I will be your humble servant

And your love is my reward

♪Dominique, nique, nique

I will follow Dominique

♪His burdens will I share

♪For his courage will I pray

His teachings to obey

♪His words shall be my prayer

♪By the kindness of his heart

And the labor of his hand

- ♪He brought love - And understanding

♪As he wandered through the land

♪Dominique, nique, nique

♪I will tell of Dominique

His goodness to acclaim

♪And I pray the song I sing

Will some simple pleasure bring

♪All the world

shall know his name

♪Dominique the mighty warrior

Was a soldier of the Lord

♪His armor was devotion

And the gospel was his sword

♪Dominique, nique, nique

♪It was good Saint Dominique

♪He lived for you and me

♪From his labors long ago

Came a better world I know

♪And his love shall always be

- ♪Through the blazing - Heat of summer

♪And the chill of winter snow

♪I will follow Dominique

In his footsteps I will go

♪Dominique, nique, nique

I will follow Dominique

♪His burdens will I share

♪For his courage will I pray

♪His teachings to obey

♪His words shall be my prayer

-Oh, Sister Ann.

-It was really beautiful.

Well, we must be sure

to thank Mr. Gerarde...

- ...for making it possible - For us to see this.

- It was kind of him, - Wasn't it?

But now it is over and we must

get back to our work...

which has suffered a bit.

- Not that a - Luxury isn't good...

for the human spirit once in

a while but in small doses.

Too many luxuries can become

as everyday and as expected...

as, well,

Sister Cluny's nightly stew.

[ALL LAUGH]

So, daughters, let us be

thankful that tonight...

Samaritan House will be

once more in repose.

She's forgotten we promised to

be at Primavera to sign papers.

♪May the Lord keep thy soul

♪May the Lord keep thy coming in

And thy going out

♪From henceforth now and forever

[NUN SPEAKING IN LATIN]

[BELL RINGING]

[ALL SPEAK IN LATIN]

[MOTHER SPEAKS IN LATIN]

I want to talk to Sister Ann.

- She's not here. - May I help you?

It's got to be her.

I'm sorry, but she's in Bruges.

Some business about her work.

- -We expect her back tonight. - -That won't help.

- Well, Sister Ann isn't the only - Nun here.

I'm willing to help

if I knew what you wanted.

- I only wanted her because, - Dom likes her.

My father's been dragged off.

Dom's all alone.

-Hell, forget it!

-Wait.

- -Wait. - -"You can leave him with me."

That's what she said.

"I want to help you.

I'll pray for you."

- All that bunk. - Where is she when you need her?

- But she isn't the only - Nun here. I'll...

I didn't come for anyone else.

You're a stranger to Dom.

- She tells him stories. - What could you do?

-Well, I can tell him stories...

-I'm gonna take him with me.

I don't need her.

I don't need any of you.

Dominic?

-There doesn't seem to be any...

-Someone's in there.

Dominic? It's Sister Ann.

Dominic?

Open the door, dear.

I'm so glad.

Dominic, have you

been here all alone?

Oh, your hands are like ice.

Nicole said you couldn't come.

Well, I came as soon as I could.

Oh, my. Now...

[DOMINIC HICCUPS]

-Oh, God bless you.

-God bless you too.

Feeling better?

-Where's your father, Dominic?

-In jail.

And Nicole, where did she go?

- To work. - We didn't have any money.

ANN: You were very brave

to stay all by yourself.

I know. Is there any more?

Well, let's see

what we can find.

Well, that won't do.

Oh, there's nothing in here

but two big brown B-U-G-S.

Dead, thank goodness.

Oh, we have a lot of them here.

That settles it.

He can't stay here.

How'd you like to spend the

night at Samaritan House. Dom?

- We'll put a cot - In the big room downstairs.

All right.

I'll get his things ready. His

pajamas and whatever he needs.

I sleep naked.

I did too when I was your age.

Very well, then.

He'll need a sweater.

I'll leave a note for Nicole

so she won't worry about you.

It's all right.

What are you gonna say?

"Dom will stay with us

until you call for him.

I promise to take good care of

him, Nicole, so do not worry.

He is safe with me, Sister Ann."

-Good.

-Good.

[ALL SINGING]

Down.

Up.

-Down.

-That's my place.

Down, up, down.

All together now.

♪Oh, how I wish I were

a Pied Piper

- ♪I'd play a happy song - -Sing, Michel.

- ♪When I dance down the street - The children would follow

♪And sing as we go along

Very good.

Everybody come.

♪Who wants to be the Pied Piper?

- All right, Dom. - You be the Pied Piper.

I'm the Pied Piper.

Everyone follow me.

♪And when the grownups

Heard the little children

♪Sing the Pied Piper's song

♪Then maybe they'd learn

To love one another

♪And sing as we go along

ANN: Oh, Mrs. Bouchet, please,

the gate must remain closed.

Oh, I'm sorry, Sister.

Run along, Rene.

Come, Rene, you're late.

Come on.

Who's first?

Slide down. I'll catch you.

There she is, Robert.

Come on, Dominic, that's a boy.

I want to try it too.

Whee, oops, oh.

Thank you, dear.

Whoo!

- -Robert! - -You're surprised to see me.

- I came to tell the famous - Singing Nun, that Primavera...

wants to send her

on a world tour.

- -You must be joking. - -No.

- Can we talk somewhere - Without the music?

Oh, yes.

- Children, play by yourselves - For a while.

- -Dom, you're the Pied Piper. - -Right.

- -So, Pied Piper, pipe. - -Right.

Rats and mice, follow Dominic.

Think of it, Lucienne.

Paris, London, New York,

California, Japan.

All those wonderful places.

- And doing what you like to do - Best, singing.

With Sister Adele, singing all

around the wide, wide world.

But, of course, I cannot go.

-Why can't you go?

-Because my life is here.

- I admit you had - This wonderful dedication.

- You tried it - And I respect that.

Things have changed. You have a

chance for a life in the world.

Is the good you do for

a few worth more than for...

millions as a singer?

- -I can't listen. - -Let me finish.

Take a close look at

what you do as a nun.

Taking care of other

women's children?

My God, what a waste.

You should be having

children of your own.

[TYRES SCREECH, KID SCREAMS]

The children.

Dom.

I didn't see him until the last

minute. He ran in front of me.

- -No, no, don't move him, Sister. - DRIVER: I didn't mean to.

-Call an ambulance. Quickly.

-Yes, Father.

♪With you, I shall walk...

♪With you...

[SOBBING]

Father?

Any word?

Then we keep praying, huh?

I've been trying to pray,

Father.

But I cannot.

It was an accident.

You mustn't blame yourself.

Can't pray?

No. I've tried.

Father, l need your help.

God deserved better from me,

but I've given him nothing.

What have I given anyone?

- Your songs, - Your music.

- Don't you think you've won - A victory through them?

What kind of victory, Father,

if I've lost myself winning it?

I am a priest.

That means, that I should be

able to give you some answers.

- You see, - I pray with this in my hand.

Oh, it means a great deal to me.

How much does your music

mean to you?

It was a friend,

a gift from God.

I sang to him with my guitar.

But I used it for my own glory,

my own importance.

I liked being made a

fuss over, Father.

I like being The Singing Nun,

who could make millions.

And I cheapened his gift

and he's taken it from me.

He's taken nothing from you.

He's not a vengeful God, Sister.

-Then why can I not pray now?

-You can pray.

If there is anything I know in

this life, everyone can pray.

-You are praying right now.

-No, I'm not.

I'm not and I have not been.

Oh, Father, can't you see? I've

been living half in one world...

and half in another

and I'm lost.

Lost between them.

I've been aware of that.

Do you want to leave the

convent?

No.

You answer so quickly. Think.

And don't expect anyone else

to make that decision for you.

That decision was made long ago.

Father, when you see Robert, can

you give him a message for me?

Of course.

Will you...?

Will you tell him I hope... his

life will be fulfilled?

And what about your life?

Make certain, Sister Ann,

search your heart.

Thank you, Father.

What have I done to you?

What have I done to you?

[POP MUSIC PLAYING

[OVER SPEAKERS]

[CLEMENTI SPEAKING IN LATIN]

Amen.

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

Hail Mary, full of grace,

the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou amongst women.

Blessed is the fruit of thy

womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, mother of God...

pray for us sinners now

and at the hour of our death.

Holy Mary, mother of God,

pray for...

us sinners now

and at the hour of...

Oh, thank you, thank you,

thank you, God.

Thank you.

Sister, guess what.

I can leave my cast on

for another whole week.

- -You have a very nice doctor. - -Yes.

- I came to say goodbye, - Mr. Arlien.

Yes, I guess you heard

we were leaving this town.

We're going to my grandma's. She

has a farm, pig and everything.

-Oh, pigs are lovely.

-Yes.

- We'll be all right now, - Sister. I...

- There's enough man, left in me - To give him what he...

needs and to get from

him what I need.

I'm glad for you

and Dom and Nicole.

I don't think the fresh air and

the fresh life appeal to her.

I wanted to say goodbye

to you alone.

I wanted to tell you how sorry I

am about what happened to Dom.

- You won't have to worry - About him anymore.

You won't have to worry

about any of us.

- We'll be out in the country - With the pigs.

You'll like it there.

-Is that what you came to tell?

-Yes.

Well, you've told me.

Goodbye.

I haven't been much of

a friend to you, Nicole.

You always thought I interfered.

Perhaps I did.

- But I care what happens - To you...

and wherever you go

or I may go,

I will always care

what happens to you.

Why?

Why should you care?

No one else does.

Because we're so much alike.

You see, I've been bewildered

and confused and frightened too.

Then you know I've been

blaming you for everything.

I should have been

taking care of him...

but I left him alone

because I wanted to go out.

I was sick of him, I was sick

of this place, and everything.

I wanted to have some fun.

Oh, God, Sister, fun!

That's all over, Nicole.

- Things will be different - For you now.

Better, happier.

Do you really believe that?

Yes, I do. Completely.

Well, they're waiting for me.

Nicole, before you go

I want to give you this.

Your guitar, Sister?

-I don't know how to play.

-It doesn't matter.

I wanted to give you something.

It's all I have. Please take it.

And when you feel all alone, it

may speak to you as it did to...

me and remind you that

God is with you, always.

- -Let me have that bag, Sister. - -Oh, thank you.

Goodbye, Sister.

Goodbye, Dom.

I want my name

to be Dominic now.

Then goodbye, Dominic.

Goodbye, Mr. Arlien.

Goodbye, Sister.

[BELL TOLLING]

Robert, you didn't have to

come in the back door.

-Next time, come in the front.

-I'll do that.

- -Do you mind? - -No.

How's the recording business?

- That record you persuaded me - To make, Father.

It opened up a whole

new world to me.

If I knew it'd end like this,

I'd have turned you down.

If I saw my own part in it,

there'd be no deal.

I've decided I am a priest,

not a promoter.

I can't even find her.

She's left my life

as abruptly as she reentered it.

I've been to the Samaritan

House. They told me she left.

That's all they would say.

Do you know where she is?

I know she's happy.

Isn't that the greatest thing a

man can wish for his love?

Oh, I know, it is better to

think that he brings the joy.

But for some, joy is a bird

soaring upwards.

It cannot be earthbound.

Will you accept this, Robert?

- If only I knew - The choice were her own.

It was. Please realize

and respect the fact...

that she closed the doors

between you, herself.

Thank you, Father.

Spoon next to the knife.

Spoon next to the knife.

Spoon next to the knife.

Sisters?

A letter from Sister Ann.

- -Sister Ann? - -Yes, Sister Ann.

- A very quick worker, - Great help to me in the kitchen.

Sets a beautiful table.

Spoon next to the knife.

NUN: Sisters.

-Well, shall I read it now?

Yes, please.

Thank you.

"Dear Mother, dear Sisters:

- The schoolbooks you sent arrived - And were most welcome."

- Oh, good. - And we were so worried.

"And while I still have some

difficulty with the dialect...

I try to teach

in the language of sympathy...

which is understood by all.

We travel many miles every day

to visit remote villages.

- ♪ We start very early in the - Morning...

♪...because Africa is a country

where everybody...

♪...and everything starts early.

- ♪ We travel long hours - Through a beautiful country...

♪...along dirt roads, carrying

a heavy load of supplies.

♪ And we pray for,

Mr. Ed Sullivan every day...

- ♪...for giving us - Our most prized possession...

♪...the intrepid Dominique.

- ♪ Every day in this wonderful - Land

♪ holds its own surprises.

♪ And we're learning

to accept them gracefully.

- ♪ I feel we're beginning - To establish

♪ A wonderful rapport

everywhere we go.

♪ And I can assure you that

we're making many fast friends.

♪ We've set up small clinics.

♪ And the villagers give us

such a warm welcome...

♪...that we no longer

feel like strangers."