The Corruption of Divine Providence

And I am counting down from five, four, three, two and one.

You are now asleep.

Can you hear me?

Yes.

And do you understand me?

Of course.

Is there anyone else with you Jeanne?

: Yes.

Would this spirit care to make itself known?

Jeanne?

Where are you?

I am within him,

the Christ, on the cross.

How is this happening?

Stigmata is given at times when your suffering world needs

faith.

And I am counting back from five. When I reach one,

you will be awake, refreshed. Five, four, three, two, and one.

Did we start yet?

Chief.

So, what can I do for you?

As you know, we live in a dry community by ordinance

of council.

I've been running this side business.

Buying beer and booze in Brandon, but I thought

why not go see Louis, keep the shoonias closer to home?

Okay.

What kind of volume are we talking about?

Whoa.

This is illegal, you know.

Supply and demand is at an all-time high.

I pay biweekly, when the welfare cheques come in.

All that I ask is that you give me a fair deal.

Don't run low and we can both make some cash, with minimal

effort.

So, are we good here? I gotta get going.

Blockade tomorrow.

Okay. Deal.

So, do I get my peace offering?

What do you mean?

You're half-breed, right?

Yeah?

Then you know, you need to offer me a gift to finish

this transaction.

Alright

Hey! Good morning Charlie.

- Thank you! - Thanks, have a good one.

Madame?

This is Danielle Seraphin, there's an injured old woman

just south of Dead Man's Corner! I need an ambulance, now!

Don't worry.

Jesus.

No, no, no, I need you to stay with me.

Okay? Just stay with me.

Oh God.

Move, move!

Jeanne is okay, my son?

- Oh my god. What happened? - I don't know.

Jeanne! Jeanne!

She's been marked with the hand of Our Almighty Father!

Could it be?

We have witnessed a miracle.

She's gone.

Mrs. Seraphin, you have to come.

- What? - Your daughter is in the back.

Jeanne?

We have to get her to a hospital now, come.

There is nothing we can do. We still have a chance

to save Jeanne.

There's still too much blood soaking through these dressings.

My god, what happened!?

She can't lose any more blood. Has she taken any drug?

How the hell do I know?

BP monitor's reading sixty. She's losing her pulse.

Start CPR now! We need blood volume to the heart.

I'm on it.

We've lost consciousness. She's lethargic.

- What does that mean? - Not enough oxygen

to the brain. There's no pulse.

She's still bleeding.

I know this is difficult but you have to remain calm.

How can I be fucking calm? Look at her! Do something!

Why is she still bleeding?

Jeanne encountered severe blood loss.

The lacerations hit major arteries.

We can't tell yet whether or not they were self-inflicted.

Blasphemy. My daughter would never do that.

Are you sure?

How well do you know Jeanne these days?

- What the fuck do you mean! - Hey...

There was pulseless electrical activity in her heart

when she traced. Combined with the overdose...

Overdose?

We ran a tox screen and found abnormal levels

of acetaminophen, codeine, marijuana, and traces

of cocaine.

Bullshit.

We administered NarCan, a reversal agent, as well

as a coagulant for the blood loss.

Is Jeanne gonna be okay?

There may be residual brain damage.

Are you saying she's gonna be a vegetable?

Or a retard?

We won't know anything until we do a CAT scan.

But what you should know is that very few people recover

after being away for so long.

I'm sorry?

Jeanne was dead for twelve minutes.

Father Luc?!

I haven't had much use for God.

How can you say that?

What does it matter if we're good or bad, live in virtue

or sin? There is no joy left.

We wither on the vine, waiting to die.

So why do you think this is happening?

If not to bring him back into your heart.

Your daughter is a blessing to our community.

Wow.

Looking good, babe.

Yeah, these petunias are still blooming. I haven't had

any frost yet.

No, why don't we go in?

Come on.

You know what?

Everybody thinks you're having an affair.

- Really? - Hmm-hmm.

Wow...

So you're not?

We haven't slept together in a dog's age.

You've never satisfied me.

Bullshit. You love it.

I fake it.

You're soft Louis.

Always too soft.

Fucking liar.

Shut the fuck up!

What have you done!

What have you done!

Why do you care? The way I see it I solved the problem.

No more barking, no more dog shit.

What are you doing?

Ça va me faire something to do.

Don't touch him!

Alright. Have fun with your dog.

Oh, God...

..explained everything. If at any point you want to withdraw

your consent you are perfectly welcome to do so.

I believe this would be the best for Jeanne.

She shouldn't leave yet anyway. We should monitor her some more.

May I ask what you are doing here?

Are you her father?

Yeah, I am.

Then we come to offer you sacred gifts.

But first, we'd like to smoke the Chanupah, so that we can

appeased the spirits with tobacco.

- Are you fucking serious? - Louis...

But your ancestors... Are you not Métis?

- Hmm-hmm. - Then you are one of us.

Jesus Christ is my saviour.

Not some pagan demon.

They all come from the same place.

- Do not blaspheme my God. - Louis, please.

We are not Indians. We're Catholic!

We're not here to argue. But we are here to appease

the spirit of this man's daughter.

Well, Christ alone is within her.

Wakan Tanka is within her.

Where's the harm in giving them what they want?

They're a Corruption of Divine Providence!

We would appreciate an audience.

Access is only given if you can pay the price.

And let me assure you, it's high, very high.

And that is why we offer you sacred gifts.

I'm talking about cash. This, these trinkets mean

nothing to me.

Mom, you have to come.

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I can feel the Power of Our Lord.