The Nun II

-You're late, Jacques. -Sorry, Father.

Go fetch the wine.

Why don't

you go fetch the wine?

-Pardon? - Er, nothing.

Let your spirit come upon these gifts

to make them holy so that they may become for us,

the body and blood of our Lord, Jesus Christ.

Body of Christ.

Amen.

-The blood of Christ. -Amen.

-Father. -Yes?

-There's someone here. -Where?

Who's there?

Whoever you are, whatever you are here for,

you are in a house of God.

And He's watching you.

- -

Get this under the other tire.

Sister Irene! Sister Irene!

Sister Debra.

It's Sister Debra.

She's trouble.

Every day she's making trouble.

And now, she refused to go to confession.

And you know why?

She did not think she had anything to confess.

For that alone, she should be confessing.

I will have a talk with her, Reverend Mother.

Grazie, Sister.

Sister Debra?

Sister Irene.

This about confession?

You're going to give the Mother a heart attack.

Well, then maybe I'll have something to confess.

Your father sent you here, right?

Yes. I was different.

Sending me away was easier than trying to understand who I was.

What'd your mama say about that?

I barely remember her.

But my father always said I was just like her.

I don't think he meant it as a compliment.

Well, my family's from Mississippi,

but we ran into some trouble down there.

When I was four, white folks, they found where we were,

burned our house down.

After that, my brothers joined the army.

My dad figured, "My boys can serve country,

my daughter can serve God."

Never in my wildest dreams did I think

I was gonna end up here.

Do I still have to go to confession?

I think you've confessed enough.

One by one,

the sisters found themselves murdered.

Hanging from windows. Throats slit open.

Acts of suicide.

Sometimes worse.

They learned that beneath their remote abbey

was a terrible secret.

A gateway to hell.

And from this gateway, a demon had escaped.

Now, we know that a demon can take any form,

but they choose their form to challenge your faith

and to weaken your spirits.

Now, for the nuns of Saint Carta,

this demon chose the most ungodly,

the most blasphemous form.

It chose to look like one of them.

And then what happened?

Well, the Vatican sent in a pair of demon hunters.

A priest and a nun.

-And how did they stop it? - Great question.

They used an ancient relic,

a vial which contained the blood of Jesus Christ.

So, they returned as heroes, kissed the Pope's ring.

Priest was made a bishop.

What happened to the nun?

Well, no one really knows.

They say the experience was too much for her.

Some say that she went mad.

The Vatican had to lock her up in an asylum.

Gotcha! Quick!

Why does Madame have so much wine?

This used to be a monastery.

The monks were all fat drunks.

Everyone downstairs, please. It's nearly eight o'clock.

Come on, now.

I got 'em.

Took you long enough.

Hail Mary, full of grace,

the Lord is with thee.

Blessed art thou among women,

and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.

Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now

and at the hour of our--

Jesus Christ!

Bloody hell!

Kate.

-Good morning. -Hard at work already?

Always.

Good morning, Maurice.

Captain!

Come on now, Sophie.

-Hi, Maurice. -Morning.

-Morning, Maurice. -Ladies.

Hey, Maurice, do you wanna play baseball with us today?

Course, I do. You know what?

I'll teach you how to throw a knuckleball.

- Maurice. Maurice. -Oh. Captain Sophie.

Lieutenant.

I made this for you. It's a friendship bracelet.

Each bead represents

a different quality of a good friend.

Wow. It's beautiful, Sophie. Thank you.

Woo-hoo! Woo! Woo!

Are you proposing to your boyfriend, little Sophie?

-Give it back. -You can't make me.

You're not a teacher. You're the servant.

Even the servant knows

you should treat everyone with kindness and respect.

-Girls. - Oui, Madame.

What do you think you're doing? This is not a playground!

-Get to class! - Oui, Madame.

-And you, Maurice. - Mm?

There was a cockroach in my quarters again.

Ah, that's unfortunate.

It's an infestation. It's disgusting.

I'll tend to it right away.

-You'd better. -I promise.

Captain! Captain! Wait.

How did you do that?

Skills I learned from another life.

How do I look?

Come on, get to class. Come on.

Bonjour. Delivery.

- -

[faint choking, gurgling continues]

Monsieur?

Are you okay?

- -

- -

Sister.

You have a visitor.

Reverend Mother?

Maurice?

Save me, Sister.

- -Irene! It's okay. It's okay.

You're fine. You're fine.

Your nose.

Sister Irene.

You have a visitor.

Sister Irene.

Your Eminence.

There has been an incident.

A series of them.

Szeleste, a small village in Hungary.