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DON'T DELIVER US FROM EVIL
Friday, 29th June... A good day.
Celine Crespin got the blame for me fooling around in class.
She'll be kept in on Sunday.
I confessed two sins of impurity that I hadn't committed.
That really gave me a thrill.
Lore and me get such pleasure when we do something wrong.
To sin has become our chief aim.
Let the other idiots live their lives doing good.
We shall dedicate our lives to Satan, our Lord and Master.
Oh, it's you.
I couldn't sleep.
Me neither.
You won't believe what I found.
What is it?
- Got the flashlight? - Yes.
Listen...
She was standing right next to me.
I raised my knee, parting her legs as though for a lover.
My hand on her blouse traced the shape of her naked body.
She yielded slowly, arching her back as her skin trembled.
Good, huh?
Sleep was not on their minds as they drew close.
The next day I went back to her and we blushed to see each other.
She took me to her bedroom so we could be alone.
We slipped together under the thin blankets.
Our heads nestled close and the light shone through.
We lay locked together, bodies cloaked in a strange radiance
delighting in our nakedness.
Who loved and who was the lover no man would ever know.
What's it called?
There's no cover.
- Who wrote it? - Doesn't say
- Where did you find it? - The attic above the music room.
There's loads, but I only got this one. Teacher was there.
- Shall we go? - Where?
To the attic?
They keep it locked.
That's lame. What can we do?
I'll get some tools from home next week.
There's loads of stuff there.
How did it go with the Priest?
Tell me all, my child.
We must purify your soul. Wash it of all sin.
That's what confession's for.
Should have seen his face.
The more I told him the redder he got.
He looked like a tomato.
So, girls, how's things?
Fine.
And school?
Not bad.
I'll bet. You're a pair of tearaways.
No, father.
I could almost believe you.
You should believe us. We're two good little girls.
Here we go.
- Regards to your parents, Lore. - See you soon.
Try to come.
How are you?
- Good. - Come inside, if you've time.
That's nice of you. but we have to get back for dinner.
You're sure?
Let's keep it for next time.
Of course.
Goodbye and regards to your wife.
And to yours. See you soon.
- Hello, Miss Anne. - Hello, Gustave.
- Gustave, where is Madame? - In her studio, sir.
Go up and see her.
Come in.
- Hello, mummy. - Hello, my sweet.
What is it?
It's a fabric design. Do you like it?
- It's really good. - Thanks.
Get changed, we're eating soon.
So, tell us Anne, what's happening at St Mary's?
Not much, mummy.
But there must be something to report.
How's the Crespin girl?
We bumped into her parents the other day.
She was kept in this weekend.
What did she do?
Made a noise in prayers.
I thought she was a model pupil.
Exactly! She's always managed to get away with it.
But she's your friend.
It's what she deserved. Always sucking up to the teachers.
Anne, leave the poor thing alone. You're hurting it.
Right. I'm off to bed.
Goodnight, daddy.
Goodnight, my dear.
Goodnight, mummy.
Goodnight, my love.
- Don't read too late. - I won't.
At your age you need sleep.
They were all amazed beyond measure and said:
He has performed great miracles.
He made the deaf to hear and the dumb to speak.
In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit, Amen.
My dearest brethren...
We started late today, so I'll try to be brief.
Following the programme I set out over the last few weeks...
we come today to the worst of the seven deadly sins.
Lust...
To be precise - the dreadful sins of the flesh.
Remember, brethren, the sixth and ninth commandments.
Thou shalt not commit adultery.
Thou shalt not covet thy neighbor's wife.
Punishment! Damnation! Hellfire! Corruption!
Thus, my dear brethren, listen to what I say to you.
I warn all those children present.
Especially those who are about to have their first Communion.
For this is the age when temptation first begins.
Avoid all bad examples and bad friends.
Parents, I beseech you.
Don't allow your children to see such obscene papers...
as are found now on all news stands.
Or these glossy magazines where marriage is scorned.
The woman treated worse than a dog.
Beware of cinema and television,
vehicles also of depravity and degradation.
Cursed be he who brings shame.
Remember the words of our Lord.
It were better for him that a millstone were hanged about his neck.
and he cast into the sea,
than that he should offend any of these little ones.
I believe in one God, Almighty Father...
Goodbye, then.
Are you coming to ours?
We're going to my aunt's.
I really like this new priest.
Such words from a young man, it's very reassuring.
At least he's not trying to be trendy. Keeping up with the kids.
It was good sermon.
Lore?
Yes, sir?
Tell your parents to come for coffee at the chateau.
Please, Mr Fournier...
We have family business.
We don't have to stay long, daddy.
Stop that!
Please, Mrs Fournier.
The girls really want to...
Just a quick visit, then.
See you soon. Come along.
What are you doing later, Pierre?
Working.
Checking my conference speech.
I wish we could spend an afternoon together.
I want to play cards.
Why not play with Anne?
She doesn't know how.
And I don't like to see her stuck inside.
After all, this is her one day of freedom.
She's locked away all week.
Here they are!
Don't go far, Lore. We've only five minutes.
- Did you hear me? - Yes, daddy.
- Who's that? - Leon, the gardener.
- Why's he looking at us? - Ignore him. He's an idiot.
Here we are.
It's wonderful.
- Not disappointed? - It's just how I imagined.
It just needs a tidy up and a good clean.
Seen the fireplace?
It works too.
What was here before?
I don't know. Just a spare room.
We can put the bed there, and the books over there.
There's something else. Come and look.
- For the ceremony. - What is it?
The chateau's old chapel.
Not been used for 25 years.
Pretty, huh?
They put the coffins down here.
My father... I'd better go.
I wish we could stay here all day.
So do I.
They're over this side.
In three days it'll be vacation.
Lore came this afternoon.
She saw our room and the chapel.
She loved it.
Wonderful! We'll perform the ceremony there.
This morning we got two more hosts.
We've almost a hundred now.
Not that one. Take an old one.
This one's beautiful.
Try another.
This one?
It'll do fine.
Look.
It's not bad.
Fine for the old guy.
It's late. We should go up now.
See that?
What?
Sister Martha and the novice. Come on.
Goodnight, sisters.
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