Battle of Oslo (Blücher)

Dad?

Dad?

Shit.

Wait.

I almost forgot to give you something.

As the future Indiana Jones, you will appreciate this.

No.

I want you to open it on the train.

And uh, when you do, think of moi.

Yeah.

Come with me.

You barely know me.

I've been here for like a week.

It's like I live here.

I have to work.

I'm not a world traveler digging for antiques like you.

I want you to come with me.

My place is here.

But I will be waiting for you.

Attention passengers

if you see an unattended...

Good day, Sister.

There was a time when I had high hopes for you.

The brightest of all my students.

Sadly, you're becoming my greatest disappointment.

I'm sorry, Father.

I was at a restaurant and the waiter was...

You can't even tell a good lie.

Last call for the overnight

going from Montreal to New York City.

Please take your seats. All aboard.

Now sit down.

You're blocking the aisle.

Here, let me help you with that.

- Thank you. - Yeah. Right there.

You're a godsend.

So does this score some points for me with the big guy?

Let's hope so.

A blue nun. Is that like divine or...

Well, it is divine.

Enjoy your trip.

I recognize the toll of what we do.

We are devow, Father

that's what we do.

We make a difference.

What you really mean is that I am making a difference

while you sit by subservient to what you feel

are my whims.

I take all the glory while you feel like a glorified assistant.

Because that's what I am.

The church says that

- only a priest... - Only men.

And it's bullshit.

Enough with your disrespect. I deserve better.

I've cared for you since you were a girl.

I made sure that the church supplied all your needs.

We both know it's not that.

The only thing I've ever wanted for you

is for you to love yourself.

How can I love myself when he couldn't even love me?

Your father loved you.

My father killed himself.

He left me alone.

No more of this.

When will you talk about it?

This is not the time nor the place.

The report.

It isn't finished yet.

Well, finish it.

Boy, he seems scary.

Yeah, he can be pretty intimidating.

You guys heading to New York?

Yeah, and then on to Rome.

I see all kinds of people when I visit my dad.

You've made this trip before?

At least 20 times.

That many?

Wow.

You must know a lot about this train.

We're in the North AmeriStar.

It was manufactured by Robertson Roy

a Canadian company.

It began operating in 2004.

You really love trains.

My dad builds them. He's an engineer.

He's awesome.

I hope she's not being a nuisance.

Oh, nah, she's great.

I'm Nancy, Sofia's nanny.

Sister Lu.

Fireflies?

This is for kids.

And what do you think you are?

Fireflies are fun.

She said wait till the train.

So what do we got?

Ow, shit.

Oh, I must have been a bad lay.

What's a bad lay?

And that's creepy.

Yeah. What a weird gift, right?

It's Asmodeus, the king of demons.

And why would you know that?

I'm a reader, duh.

He has 72 legions of demons under his command,

and is a demon of revenge,

and punishes those with carnal desire.

Do you even know what that means?

Not really.

Well, he's probably not as cool as your fireflies.

There you are.

You can't just wander off.

I needed to use the restroom.

Spoiler alert, demons don't exist.

And watch out for those bad lays.

Yeah.

Will do.

Oh.

All right, in you go.

What is this?

"More care could have been taken."

The lacerations on her ankles and neck

could have been avoided", so you would have conducted

things differently.

There was a more humane way to treat her.

Humane?

She was possessed.

That ritual almost killed her.

So you're the expert now?

No college, no divinity school, but you want to tell me

how to perform an exorcism?

I've been around exorcists my whole life.

Yet nobody will have you.

Look at yourself, you're a mess.

None of the others want to work with you

because you reek of smoke and alcohol.

The sisterhood has pushed you out.

I'm the last person giving you a chance.

You know, I've tried, Father.

I've tried to get better.

I cleaned myself up, I worked on myself,

and yet something always happens.

Something... something happens and I get triggered,

and I'm off running again.

And I am scared, Father, because I don't know how to stop.

Sometimes I feel like I'm the one who's possessed.

You're not possessed

you're an alcoholic.

I adore you, you have to know that's true,

but I cannot indulge this self-pity.

You're out of chances,

and I'm out of ideas.

Excuse me.

Are you serious?

Babe, I got this.

You're hurt.

Sit down now.

Oh, uh.

Here let me help.

No, no, I got this.

No, two is better than one.

See? Easy.

Thanks, Sister. I owe you one.

Great, I'll take it now. Bar cart?

You're allowed? Like, aren't you on the job?

I'm on a train. Come on.

Babe, I'll be back.

So you perform exorcisms? Like, for real?

Mmm, technically nuns aren't allowed to

it's a priest's job.

But I do assist.

Well, screw that. We have equal rights.

You should be able to fight your demons if you want to.

You don't know much about the church doctrine, do you?

Hmm.

So have you seen any, you know, shit?

I'm not really allowed in the room

that would be Father Novak, I just see the before and after.

So you don't believe?