All language subtitles for Body . Soul 1993 5

(soft music)

- You thought I was
only screwing the mill.

Now you know I was screwing Leila.

- This didn't snap, Anna.

Someone tampered with that foot-rail.

- You're going to foreclose, right?

- Probably.

(Lynn groans)

- What's the matter, Lynn?

- I'm giving birth, Anna.

(soft music)

- Don't wake up.

- Has Daniel gone?

- Ages ago, you've been asleep.

(baby gurgles)

- She is beautiful, isn't she? (laughs)

- She's perfect.

Just perfect.

I haven't let you down, have I?

- You saved me and her.

Anna, I don't believe in God.

You know that, don't you?

- Yes.

- First time Simon told me about you,

I thought you were a
very funny joke. (laughs)

- When you came to visit me,
you sat there for an hour.

I kept thinking, she'll stop this

and say something in a minute.

- Simon and I had such
a raw on the way home.

I told him there were enough
people suffering in the world,

we didn't need volunteers.

- Did my parents talk about me?

- Only if there was a letter, news.

They were frightened of
what they didn't understand.

- So am I.

I'm frightened of going back, Lynn.

When I first went into the convent,

I didn't have any regrets.

I didn't think of the family,
didn't think of the loss,

but now...

- Perhaps it's easier to
forget pain than happiness.

- And when in a few years I'm too old

to have a child of my own,

will thinking about her be enough?

Will my prayers be worth more
because I've denied myself

the thing I want most in the world?

- I believe in you, Anna.

(Anna chuckles)

- Hello, Matt, come and
see your baby sister.

- I can see her from here.

(soft music)

- Do you want some coke and ice cream?

Want to talk?

D'you want to swing on these
things till chains break

and fly off into the next door's garden?

Who are you angry at?

Is it your mom? Or is it your
dad 'cause he's not here?

Is it the baby or is it everyone?

- I don't hate everyone, I just hate you.

(owl hoots)

- I'm sorry, Matt.

- I don't believe you.

I prayed every night and it don't work.

You'll still go away,
won't you? Won't you?

(soft music)

(doorbell rings)

- Hello, I'm sorry.

It didn't seem right just
sitting in the hotel.

We can't let tonight pass
without a glass of champagne.

- [Anna] But everybody's
already gone to bed.

- You haven't.

(soft music)

- I don't really drink.

(Daniel laughs)

Our elderberry wine sold
very well in the local shop

until Sister Aelred fell ill.

She collapsed in chapel.

- Poor old girl.

- Well she was blind drunk.

- (laughs) What?

- Mother Emmanuel soon put a stop to that.

- (laughs) So you do laugh after all?

- It has been known.

- Here.

- (gasps) No, no, no, no.

- Just a little.

So why do you think I came up to Bradford?

- Well, you told me, didn't you?

Attraction.

Such things are not
considered where I come from.

- But you do consider them?

- I think of what I've lost.

- You don't have to go back, Anna.

- I mean, what I've lost coming

out of the convent, Mr. Stern.

- Ah.

- (chuckles) It's funny, really.

Everyone thinks it should
be the other way round,

but being denied the
flattery of men for 16 years

isn't such a deprivation.

- What about touch? Comfort?

What about love?

- Ask your wife.

- I will, next time I see her.

We're divorced.

Does that make me less of a villain?

(clock chiming)

- Makes me a bit of a fool.

- No, just shut up too
long in the Middle Ages.

I saw the look on your face

when that baby was born last night.

You are not the kind of
woman to be locked up

to wither away.

- I gave myself to God.

- Oh, so that helps relieve
all the suffering millions

in the world, does it?

- We give our love to them through God.

Everything through God.

I know I'm not important,

but I just wanted to be part of something.

- Weren't you part of
something important tonight?

Wasn't saving the mill important?

You lied to save the mill.

- I deceived you, I'm sorry.

- (sighs) Come here, come here.

I will do my best for you at the bank.

You know that, don't you?

Just say yes.

Just let me help you.

(soft music)

See, that was easy, wasn't it?

(soft music)

Just say yes.

And it'll all be that easy.

(soft music)

You want that, don't you?

- Yes.

(soft music)

(Daniel groans)

(Anna groans)

- No one died, Anna.

A few Hail Mary's will put it right.

(door opens and closes)

(soft music)

- The mill van is parked
at the Victoria Hotel.

The battery's flat.

Could you send someone to go
and fetch it later, please?

- So how did you get here this morning?

- I walked.

- You all right?

- Just get the van, will you, Hal?

Have you got Terry
Singh's telephone number

at dye works?

- Yes.

- Our last stock order comes in on Friday.

- We have a full weekend shift.

- With the Japanese order,

the mill could reasonably
look for finance.

- What about Maynard Gideon?

- Don't expect any further
patients from them.

- But I thought you saw
Mr. Stern last night.

I thought that's what you-

- Perhaps we should get in a temp,

then you'd be free to oversee
the sample production.

- But what about you?

- And Walter Street's always,
if you should need advice.

- You're going, aren't you?

- I have to go sometime, Peggy.

Mr. Stern's price was too high.

- Oh, love.

- It's all right, it was my own fault.

I made him think that I wanted to-

- No, now you listen to me young lady.

Did he hurt you?

'Cause if he did now, I...

- No, I did that myself.

It's not unusual at the convent.

(phone rings)

Why's everyone angry with me?

- I can see off a man
with a flick of my wrist,

but I can't save you from yourself, love.

What'd you do it with? A
belt, a stick, a knife?

Does the silly cow that loses most blood

get the best pew in heaven?

- Everybody happy?

- Shoot him for me on your way out.

Being in prison couldn't be any worse.

- Well, I reckon I just couldn't
stay away from my girls.

Anyway, all hands to the pumps, eh?

Get those samples done for the Japs.

(phone rings)

Look, I know we got off on
the wrong foot, but come on,

let's make a fresh start, eh?

I went to the doctor and he
said, yeah, he said rest,

but how could I, Anna?

I thought I'm better off where I'm needed.

What? What is it? What are you staring at?

- I'm not sure Stan.

I wish I was, but I'm not.

(door closes)

The SRN will be in tomorrow at 10:00.

Aren't you going to say anything?

- What, you call you a
selfish and make a scene?

No.

- Do you mind if I keep this?

- It was right your parents died together.

- Yes, she wouldn't have
survived on her own.

- Neither would he.

Perhaps you didn't know that.

I have no right to try and stop you,

but I won't say goodbye.

(phone ringing)

- Peggy!

Do every bloody thing yourself.

Yes?

Yes, hello?

Oh! Oh, hello Mr. Stern.

No, no, I'm afraid not.

No, Sister Gabriel seems to have...

Well, she's left us for the time being.

(birds chirping)

(car engine revs)

Right, I've got it, yeah.

And she can phone you anytime?

Yes, of course, I'll tell her.

No, no, not at all, thank you, Mr. Stern.

Nice to hear from you.

Yeah, look forward to seeing you soon.

All the best, goodbye.

(soft music)

(bell ringing)

(birds chirping)

(door screeches)

(indistinct chatter)

Mr. Stern?

- Mr. Beattie.

- I was wondering if we might have a word.

- Has she sent you up
here to talk me round?

- She?

- Miss Gibson.

- No, no, nobody's sent me.

I thought your bank might
like to listen to what I have

to say about Nightingale Mill.

Can I buy you a drink?

I don't want to see
Nightingale Mill go under.

- [Daniel] No one wants that.

- I've tried to do all
I can but Miss Gibson's

got her own ideas and
it's hard to stand by

and try to protect her best interests.

I don't want to rubbish the lady.

- But?

- She's over-reaching
herself with these new yarns.

I mean, vertical mills and natural fibres

are things of the past.

There's no market here.

- She plans to expand abroad.

- Oh yeah, nice idea.

But she's no firm orders,

and she'll need more money
than she owes your bank.

I mean, are you prepared
to throw a one liability

on top of another?

- (sighs) And do you think
you can make a better job

of it than Ms. Gibson?

- Oh, well, I mean, (chuckles)

you know she's nice enough girl.

- Yes, she's very attractive.

- Up to a point.

I mean, it's all gong and
no dinner, right? (laughs)

Anyway, she can't do the job
if she's back in that nunnery,

and that's where she's
flown to again, sorry.

- What do you want me to do?

- Oh no, no, that's not for me to say.

I just wanted you to know all the facts

and to tell you that I'm
available should you need me.

- Well, I can't say anymore
till I've put a proposal

to my board.

- It crossed my mind you
might like a small interest

in the business.

- It's not my line.

- Well, I mean, you wouldn't
need to come anywhere

near the mill if I was in charge.

It could all be handled very discreetly.

- Try to keep a low profile the
mill until you hear from me.

That way anything that
happens can clearly be laid

at the door of the present management.

And thank you for telling
me about all of this.

- Oh, fine but it breaks
my heart really, but well,

something's gotta be done.

- Half of me is in this world
and the other half is outside.

- Then you will be content in neither.

Decide where you can best serve God.

- But I thought I was doing that here.

And then on the train coming
back, I wanted it to be harsh,

I wanted to feel isolated and cleanse,

and all I see is absurd.

- Did they laugh at you outside?

Did they teach you to mock?

- I'm sorry, I meant no offence.

- I'm 90 years of age.

I have no children or family except God.

Do you think I haven't been plagued

by the same doubts as you?

- Help me find my way back.

(soft music)

- No, you must do that on
your own, Sister Gabriel.

I can only pray for you.

(soft music)

(woman prays faintly)

(door closes)

- You've been through an
emotional time, Sister Gabriel.

So have the rest of us indirectly.

We give thanks for your safe return

but ask you not to talk
about your experiences.

We must avoid further disturbance.

You may go, sister.

Do you wish to say something to me?

- I can't promise that there
will be no further disturbance.

- These jaunts must stop, sister.

- Yes, they must.

I wish to be released from my vows.

(soft music)

I'm not happy here any more.

- Happy?

A dog lying asleep in the sun is happy.

- This isn't a sudden impulse, mother.

- We need your skills here, sister.

Sister Dominic doesn't have your affinity

with machinery, I'm afraid.

Do you think you can repair it?

- No, I'll phone someone from the...

I'll have to get help
from the village garage.

- Sister, you mustn't take this course.

Your future lies with us here.

God has worked for you here.

You are dear to us.

(birds chirping)

- The people in Bradford
are relying on me.

- God has called you, will
you reject that invitation?

- I've been here 16 years and I'm further

from fulfilment now, not near.

- You need peace to find the
strength of your interior life.

You may miss studies for
the rest of the week.

Go to your cell and think quietly.

Pray to know.

- I don't need to pray.

- Go to your cell.

This community will die if you leave it.

- I'm not that important.

- We've had no new
sisters for several years.

Those that are left in the
community are old or infirm.

Who will lead them when I'm gone?

Sister Dominic? Sister Rosalie?

- Well, there are more fit than I.

- You condemn us.

Perhaps you're right.

If we cannot do without you,

maybe the world will not miss our prayers.

- I'm truly sorry.

- You will stay with
Sister Godric until Vespers

and she will help you
compose your letter to Rome.

(birds chirping)

- Dear Holy Father-

- (laughs) You're not
sending him a postcard.

Don't call him dear, Your Holiness.

- Your Holiness.

- After much prayer and
great heartbreak, etc, etc,

then ask for dispensation of your vow

and state your reasons, briefly.

- Will they send someone here?

- (laughs) No, of course not.

They get 100 of these a week.

You're not even the first
nun to leave this order.

And you won't be the last.

I think Reverend Mother knows that.

Try to understand if she seems harsh.

- How long will it take?

- Oh, a few months at most, maybe quicker.

You won't be thrown out of the church.

- (sobs) I'll miss you.

I'll miss you all.

- [Sister Godric] And we
will endeavour to forget you.

You understand why?

(door opens)

- Sorry.

- Oh no, come back.

Sister Dominic has been
helping me with the accounts

while you've been away, and
she's a lot better at it

than driving a tractor.

Oh, it's all right.

If you'll excuse me.

- Well, Reverend Mother
said I should stay with you.

- Well, if you see her, tell
her I was too quick for you.

I got away.

- I'm not very good at
the accounts either.

- Well, if there's anything I can explain.

- Well, maybe you could.

I don't understand...

(soft music)

I can't live without you.

- It's not true.

- Anna, Anna, I didn't mean what I said

about you when you left.

My prayers were for
you to come back to me.

(cries) Oh, please, Anna,
please, don't leave me, please.

Please, don't leave me here on my own.

I'll die if you leave me.

(floor thuds)

I can't live without you.

- Yes, you can.

Get up, get up now.

- If you go, I'll kill myself.

(soft music)

- Then your soul will rot in hell.

(soft music)

- Anna! Anna!

(soft music)

- Tonight you will sleep
outside the enclosure.

You may go there now.

- To the guest house?

- The extern sisters
have made up your bed.

Tomorrow you wear the
habit for the last time

at morning prayer.

Afterwards, you will
change into secular dress.

- I can't come back to the convent?

- Surely that is the idea?

- It's just that I've not
said goodbye to anyone.

- It's better so.

Your parents must've been
so disappointed in you.

You were a pretty little
thing when you arrived.

You must be glad they're dead.

You've caused them so
much pain for nothing.

- God forgive you, you
cruel, wicked woman.

(footsteps pattering)

(soft music)

(car engine revs)

- (indistinct) Go on.

- She's back.

(soft music)

- (laughs) You did it.

You bloody well did it.

Oh dear, is the outfit a penance?

- Sister Peter arrived in it in 1961.

I want underwear and jeans now.

- Right, Child Benefit can wait.

(soft music)

Why don't we go out and
celebrate? What'd you say?

- [Both] Yeah.

- [Lynn] Come on.

- One of the first things we have to do

is something we should've
done a long time ago.

(door knock)

- [Meera] Mr. Beattie?

- Yeah? Well, well, hello,
what have we got here?

- I'm Meera, the temp.

- Oh, ta.

Meera?

Has anybody ever told you

what a crackling little
arse you've got here?

- Yes, and I told his boss
about sexual harassment.

- Mr. Beatttie.

- Sister Gabriel, well, well, well.

Look at you.

- You're fired.

- Took longer than that with the last one.

- Fired?

That's it, is it?

Just like that, you're fired.

- That's right, just like that.

You're fired, Stan.

Now, collect your things
and don't come back.

We'll send what you're owed.

- You'll regret this.

- I'd enjoy having you thrown out.

- I'll never forget this day.

And neither will you.

(soft music)

I had a meeting with the bankers.

They're gonna foreclose
on that loan, Charlie.

- Oh yeah?

- Well, they're bound to.

They've got no choice.

You know that means, don't you?

- What are you talking about, Stan?

- I'll be running that mill.

Then I'll run it into bloody ground.

Then we buy it, cheap.

- We? Do you mean me, Stan?

- Well, if you like, but I
run it and I have shares,

that's the deal.

- Oh, that's the deal.

So I buy it, you run it and get shares.

(laughs) That's not the
deal, that's a joke.

I'm a businessman, Stan,
I'm not a bloody charity.

- Oh.

- You're living in a dream world.

I'm gonna do this, they're gonna do that.

Have you got anything concrete, eh?

Anything, 'cause from what I hear,

you haven't even got a job.

- I don't have to be there
now, I keep on telling you.

- All right, look, I know
you're upset and I understand.

I'll tell you what, come
down to the mill tomorrow.

I've got no vacancies really,
but I'll, well, I'll try

and fix you up with something part time.

- That's your problem,
Charlie, always been the same.

Too short-sighted.

You don't see the potential.

Well, I don't need your bloody charity.

I had a meeting with the bankers.

(machines whirring)

- We need some help on number four frame.

If I take over, can you finish this?

- I'll get Peggy down, there
are eight more of these.

- You can't cope with those.

- I'm used to it.

- I'm out on the end.

- Well, get Sylv to help you.

- Let your toy boy do that.

- If you die on us, Rene,
you'll get the sack.

(Rene coughs)

- If you carry on like this,
you'll do yourself an injury.

- I don't care, I've
got to see this machine.

- Never mind that machine-

- What's the problem now?

- Always the same, every time.

- Didn't you say she
had to come and help me?

- Why don't you two girls
just can't work together

for once without arguing?

- You said you want-

- No, I've got to go fix (indistinct).

- Anna! Can you leave that alone?

- No, it's all right, I can manage.

- Do as you're told.

- Don't tell me what to do.

What are you doing? Stop it!

(worker whistles)

Stop it! Put me down!

- Right, before you say
anything, I apologise.

- You should, how dare
you tell me what to do?

- Oh, I dare do that.

I'm apologising for touching you.

I thought you might still
be a bit iffy about it.

- Out of my way, please.

- So you can carry on what you're doing?

You'll have to sack me.

- You're sacked!

- What will I do with
all the extra free time?

Gardening? Learn Chinese? Get a whippet?

That convent must have
fallen down now you've left.

- I'm used to doing my share.

- Then do something useful and find out

why our last batch of stock
isn't back from the dye works.

- That was supposed to be here
yesterday, Terry promised me.

We've only got five days left.

- We'll still make it
if it's either today.

(machines whirring)

Go on.

Oh Anna? Can I have me job back?

(phone ringing) (machine whirring)

- Give me strength.

(upbeat music)

(indistinct chatter)

Excuse me, please.

Terry?

It's me.

- Anna, Anna Gibson, you've changed.

- Where's our wool, Terry?

- Oh, coming on nicely.

What can I get you?

- Isn't finished yet?

- Oh no, but there's no rush, is there?

- There's a Japanese trade
delegation coming in five days.

- When Mr. Beattie called, he said-

- Stan Beattie called you?
And said there was no rush?

- He said you didn't need the other batch

for another three weeks.

- I bet he did.

- I've got a feeling you want
me to put in some overtime.

- Hello, stranger.

- Sorry, just had to
be by myself for a bit.

Old habits die hard.

- I know the feeling.

I bought a jar of peanut
butter in the supermarket today

and we all hate it.

The kids call it cacky spread.

Simon used to have it on
his toast every morning.

I just bought it automatically.

- Do you miss him?

- He was very difficult in
the year before he died.

I suppose it's 'cause the
business was in so much trouble.

And then when he killed himself,

I was a bloody angry with him.

The baby took the anger away.

I miss him most at nights.

- It might be good for you to move.

Start again somewhere fresh.

- That's looking on the bright side

of having your home
repossessed. (chuckles)

- How could Beattie do it?

- Spite? Screw loose?

Anyway, it's done, so
now we have to fix it.

Hal says Terry Singh will come through.

- Not before Saturday
and that only leaves us

Sunday and Monday.

I don't think we'll make it, Lynn.

- Get in some extra stuff.

- And how do we pay them?

Half our people already
working nights for nothing.

- Then we'll pray.

I suppose you're still allowed to do that.

- I've given up prayer for work.

It's the other way round
at home, in the convent.

- What, slip in a quick one during lunch?

- I think I'm firing blanks.

I've gotta go.

- Sleep well.

- I'm not going to bed, I'm going to work.

(soft music)

(machines whirring)

(car engine revs)

(soft music)

(car door studs)

(footsteps pattering)

(machines whirring)

(Anna sighs)

- Let us prey.

- Can you remember what
it feels like sleeping

in a real bed.

- Only in me dreams.

- [Anna] We're killing ourselves, Hal.

- Happy death.

- There's no shame to fail
if you know you've tried.

- If you say so.

- You are very clever, aren't you?

- (chuckles) If you say so.

- You are, you're wasted here.

You could be doing
hundreds of other things.

Don't say, if you say so.

- I'll be all right, you won't.

Well, you look okay for a while,

'cause you'll be busy
wrapping this place up

and finding you and
Lynn somewhere to live.

But then you'll start thinking,

you won't be able to turn it off.

(soft music)

The same way you couldn't
turn it off in the convent.

And it'll nag and itch,

just like that tight
headdress you used to wear,

and you'll think you've failed, twice.

Don't give up, Anna.

(car horn honks)

(soft music)

How long will it take you to realise

you're not alone anymore?

(soft music)

(car engines rev)

(indistinct chatter)

- Morning, girls.

- [Women] Morning.

(soft music)

(indistinct)

(soft music)

(machines whirring)

- [Simon] Peggy, letter to Maynard Gideon.

Dear Mr. Stern, thank you for
your letter of whatever date.

I have every confidence in our ability

to meet your repayment requirements.

(baby cries)

I apologise, I'm sorry.

We look forward to improvement
in our circumstances.

We just need some time,
just need some help.

(Lynn sobs)

- You need some help?

- We'll have the reception
for the delegation in here.

Can you spare anyone?

- Sure.

- Right, we'll put the
office furniture in the store

and get some trestles up here.

It's time this room was
cleaned up properly, Hal.

It should have been done ages ago.

(car door shuts)

- Leila! Leila!

I came, like I said I would.

I've come to take you home, Leila.

- Does your wife know I'm coming?

- Come on, love, be reasonable.

- I am, see I've had a lot of time

to think these last two weeks.

Didn't think I could do that, did you?

- Look, you're still a
bit run-down, you're-

- I know what happened at the mill.

I know they sacked you.

- (chuckles) Oh, and you think
you've lost your meal ticket?

Well, you're a silly little
cow because I've got plans.

- Did I ask you for anything?

- I'll have them crawling.

- Did I?

Answer me.

You were the one who
mouthed off about holidays

and candle-lit dinners.

Then you bought me a fish and chips

and drop me off at the end of the road.

- You didn't complain.

- 'Cause I wanted you.

Daft, eh?

- Look, just give me a few weeks.

Just a few weeks, it'll all get sorted.

- I am sick of hiding round
corners and screwing in cars

and being dropped off at
the end of the street.

- Come on, give us your bag.

Give us your bloody
bag and get in the car!

- You've got a lovely way with you.

- Please, Leila.

- Our little secret?

Everybody knew.

It was just stupid and dirty to them.

- I'm trying, I'm trying
to make things different.

- Then take those flowers to your wife.

Christ knows how she feels.

(car engine revs)

(soft music)

(car engine revs)

(soft music)