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RUSTLING DOWNSTAIRS

HE SIGHS

GLASS CLINKING

HE KNOCKS

HE GROANS

Wish I could stay.
Help you set up properly.

No, this is great.
All I need is your computer.

Well, the food bank needs you.

Saturday kitchen at
the church needs you.

Yeah, and I need money.

I can lend you money.

How much do you lend, Muriel?

What, 200 this week, 200 the next?

You cook for me, you make my meals.

I'm saving on microwave dinners
and shop lunches.

Y'know, I could pay you

to be my housekeeper.

I can do this.

That is painful to watch.

Will you go away? I'm trying!

Did you even meet
a computer before you went inside?

Inside?

Well, look at you.

Can I use your phone number?

Of course. And your email address?

We will get you
an email address when I come home.

Well, I can do it. I mean, it's
free, isn't it?

You just point me in
the right direction.

Anna, I know you wanna get started

but this is gonna be harder than
you thought.

Well, it's better I know how hard
it is quite quickly.

Let's get the poles in the ground
before we put the tent up.

I just... I just wanna prove that I
can do this.

I want to feel like I'm starting.

You don't need to prove anything.

You don't need to start anything.
It's just details! We can sort it.

I'm not living off you.
No.

You're living with me.
I'll see you later.

Have fun at work.

Hope you see Marcus
from obstetrics.

SHE CHUCKLES

We were out of hosts.
I fetched some from Father George.

Pleasant man but terrible dandruff.

Not good for a priest.

There were many sins they warned us
of at the seminary.

Dandruff was a tragic omission.

You cannot wear black
and moult head skin.

Um...

...for your sister.
For her wedding.

It's a bracelet.

I didn't know whether it was ugly
or nice.

I bought it on the off chance
it was nice.

You bought her a wedding present?

Oh. No, is that the wrong thing
to have done?

It is today, isn't it? Look, I like
your sister. She's fun.

Look, she's having a,
a registry office wedding.

I know. You were working on the
blessing in here.

The blessing's just in
the garden, a small party.

Anyone's welcome.

No! You should come.

I should not. I haven't been
invited.

No-ones been invited.
My sister's terrified of rejection,

so she doesn't like
to make anything formal.

Please.

Look, this wasn't
me trying to...

Of course. But you will be there.

3pm. See how the heathens do it.
Wh...

3pm. I'll be free.

How's your mum?

There's a surprise.

What? Tina's here and you'll never
guess who she's with.

DAVID: The Lord be with you.

ALL: And with Your Spirit.

Lord, we have sinned against You,
Lord have mercy.

Lord have mercy.

Show us Your mercy and Your love.

And grant us Your salvation.

Let us pray.

Thank you, Father.

Hey.

SHE GIGGLES

Hello.

And hello.

Don't get excited
and thinking you're converting me.

We've got an appointment at
the hospital in a bit

and this one thought I might as well
do this before.

You're very welcome here.

We've been having visitors every
five minutes,

sorting out this,
that and the other.

I don't know who you passed me on
to. How much pressure you put on.

I'm just pleased it's working out.

I slightly resent it.

But I think, it's kind of you.

She's going to speak in court.

He wrote to me,
asking for forgiveness.

Telling me he was gonna kill himself
if I didn't, or if I did.

Asking for forgiveness.

What did you do?

Nothing. He didn't kill himself,
because he's full of shit.

Oh, and er, I'm not a Catholic.

HE CHUCKLES
Happy?

Happy. You?

You should stop asking how I am.

You can care about me,
I can't care about you?

Something like that.

Can I just say...?
I liked your nun.

I liked her too.

So you weren't a dick, then?

I thought you'd probably been
a dick.

I don't, if I'm honest,
know what I was.

If you don't know,
you were probably a dick.

I think you're great, though.

But you don't care what I think

because you were thinking
about her.

SHE GIGGLES

Mum, can you wait? I'm pregnant!

SHE LAUGHS
Mum! You cow.

OK, I need everybody in the car.

Very loud.

Mum, Simon, I need you in the car.

Molly, why aren't you in
the bloody car?

It'll be OK. Where are you going?

You're not wearing that.

Oh, yeah!

We're gonna be late.

We're gonna miss our slot
and it's gonna be all your fault.

I love you.

Aw, I love your wings.

Get in the car!

Oh, OK, OK, OK!

Thank you.

What can I get you, love? I just saw
the sign in the window.

Which sign? I'm looking for work.

Oh, that's an old sign,
love, sorry.

You don't know of anybody
else who's...?

Not right now.

There's a bit of
a local dip happening.

Everyone's struggling a bit.

Leave me your number
and I'll keep an ear out for you.

Thanks. Uh,
this is my friend Muriel's number.

Um, I'm just...

I'm staying with her at
the moment. I'm Anna.

OK, Anna. Good luck to you.
Thank you.

Why are we listening to this?
I've done a playlist.

A song for every year that Susan
and I could've been together

and weren't together.

The songs we should've danced to.

That's crazy. No, it's romantic.
Turn it up!

MUSIC: World Shut your Mouth
by Julian Cope

Yay! Whoooo!
I'm getting married.

Anna. Thanks so much for coming in.

What sort of work are you
looking for?

Erm, I'm not sure what
I'm qualified for.

Catering, I hope.
I can cook and I can clean.

Er, data entry skills?

Um, sorry?

What's your typing speed?

I don't have one.

Erm, can you use a computer?

I can try.

You haven't filled in the bit
where it says previous work.

No well, I-I was a nun, uh...

So I don't really think that counts
as a job.

I don't... I don't think it is a job.
It's, um...

...it's more a calling.
Right.

I mean, I could fill out the CV
section but

it would just say "nun".
And then nun, and then nun.

It sounds like a joke, doesn't it?

Does the way you're saying it.

Um, have you got
a permanent address?

I have an address.

Um, have you got
a National Insurance Number?

Ah, I remember having one
of those, um, but I could find it.

Do you have preferred hours?

No.

Maybe wanna have
a little think about that.

Um, childcare needs or...

N-N-No. I don't have
any kids.

I was a nun.

You just, erm,
you don't look like a nun.

Well, I, uh... I'm not one, any
more.

PHONE RINGS

You can't help me, can you?

We don't really get catering work.

OK, then.

What I'd do is get your typing speed
up.

There's courses you can take online
and, erm,

come back when you're in
a better place.

PHONE RINGS

We're late. Are we late?

Susan and Simon? Yeah.

We've got time.

Morning.

My name is Sandra and as the Deputy
Superintendent Registrar

for Bristol, it is my privilege
to welcome you here today.

I'm joined by my colleague,
Grace, and our interpreter,

Bella, and we are met in

a place duly sanctioned according
to law for

the celebration of marriages
and civil partnerships.

We're gathered here today for the
joining in matrimony of

Simon Ian Neave and
Susan Grace Hicks.

If any person here present knows
of any lawful impediment

to this marriage,
they should declare it now.

That's the difficult bit.
It's really easy from here.

I'm starting with
St Fulgentius, which is,

"Love, indeed,
is the source of all good things.

"It's an impregnable defence,
and the way that leads to heaven.

"He who walks in love can neither go
astray nor be afraid,

"love guides him, protects him and
brings him to his journey's end."

And I-I was thinking I could then
explain that what...

It sounds like Shakespeare.

You don't mean that as
a compliment, do you?

What else do you say?
Do you make any jokes?

It's not a Best Man's speech.
It's a blessing.

Can you tell them about the time

when Mum bought home that box of
Milk Tray

and then I pissed her off,
so she ate them all in her room?

Oh, yeah, that will really make them
laugh, won't it?

She ate the whole box. Two layers.

And then she got really constipated
and really complained about it.

Oh, bugger it. I can't do this.
It keeps falling down.

I might be able to help.

I'm too early. I always am.
A little girl let me in.

I presume she's related
to at least one of you.

I'm a dab hand at DIY, surprisingly.

Hello, I'm Francis. Hi.

David.

DOORBELL RINGS

Dad! Mum.

Muriel called.
I've brought my own brushes.

Brushes for what?

Setting things right.

Well, I'm not here to paint.
I hate paint.

And I've got three different shades
of blue,

so you can choose the one you want.

And one'll be called Wistful
Dog Breath,

and the other will be called
Shropshire Bed Crumpet

and they'll be... Of all things to
be angry about,

you're angry about paint names?

Well, I brought the lamp you like

and a bedspread from your
Auntie Penny.

Am I missing something?
What's happening here?

I've got Zac's permission.
We're gonna paint your room.

I told you, I never liked that we
didn't redo your room at home.

For a long time, he thought it was
the reason you became a nun.

"That bloody deer wallpaper".

So, you're redecorating the room?

YOUR room,

and that's the start that matters.
Making a home.

I've a brush for you.
You can bloody help.

Working on your blessing?

Oh, erm... Linds... The older
daughter, says I need more jokes.

Ah.

As a younger man, I once got told
off by a priest

for getting too many laughs in
a sermon.

Humour is an underrated quality in
the clergy.

I wondered if, you wouldn't mind...

Would you mind hearing
my confession?

N-Now? Here?

I'd like it. If you have a moment?

I'm not much of what most would
consider a "man".

You are.

I've lived most of my life
with my mother.

I've dedicated myself to God,
her, and my allotment.

In that order.

Didn't know you had an allotment.

Good. You shouldn't.
It's my quiet place.

I don't talk about it to anyone,
well, except Mother.

My point is,

there is no reason why you would
take what advice

I have in any way seriously

and-and it's not advice you are
seeking.

But...

...I am a little older than you.

I've seen and experienced some
aspects in

a little more depth,
and I do care so deeply about you.

You've been a constant in
my prayer.

That's very kind.
I care deeply about you, too.

But, erm,

just to check, is this a
confession?

FRANCIS CHUCKLES

My mother doesn't recognise
me any more.

There are moments when
I half believe she does,

but she doesn't.

Not a kind woman.

Not someone even particularly filled
with love.

I stayed with her because she needed
me after my father's death,

even if she did not think she did.

We should talk of your mother more.

Her dementia in the last six months
has become increasingly cruel.

Violent, you understand,
as some dementias get.

The violence I can cope with.

The words I sometimes find more...

The hidden ways she's thought of me.

She accuses me... she has accused
me...

...of being attracted to her.

She's accused me of watching her in
the bath.

She's an 86-year-old woman,
you understand.

She's accused me of being attracted

to other women who come to
the house,

carers and elderly friends.

She's found lust in my every...

In all of me.

And the only reason I feel able
to repeat these charges is

because there is no truth to them.

But that doesn't mean they aren't
incredibly painful.

I can imagine.

And yet still,
and this is the beauty of His Love,

still I sit on my allotment,
or in church or,

well, anywhere really,

and I pray and I find such love in
my life.

Not from her. No.
I find it in the love I give her.

My love. You understand?
And I do not regret,

and this is important to me
and it's true,

I do not regret
a single second I spent with her.

I do not regret my life
because it is a love to this day.

It is a life filled with
a true love.

You're a good man.

You're missing the point I'm trying
to make.

You think I do regret my life?

I wouldn't presume to judge.

But I've noticed
the light going out in your eyes.

Your eyes are normally
so full of light...

And that... well, I have noticed
that.

Adultery. That's all it is.
I'm sure you've heard plenty.

Churned up. Messy.
I tell them in the confessional,

"You have committed a terrible sin."

There's some, I can sense, just like
the sex.

And for those, I lay it on thick.

But others,

I sense a deeper conflict
and to those I say...

..."Love is the only gift worth
fighting for."

And this love comes in many forms.
And God's gift,

God's gift,
which he gave to all humanity...

...is that only you know
which love is true.

And then I forgive them

and give them penance as is my right
and duty as a priest.

You think I'm committing adultery?

You were married to God

and now you're looking elsewhere.

You're risking sin, but...

...sins can get forgiven.

W-would you give all this up?

What would you give up?

A position, a trust,
perhaps, a wage, but

these are just trinkets

and support mechanisms in life's
great journey.

They aren't an answer to anything.

You would not give up God's love

and God would not give up on
loving you.

And those around you,
the true ones...

...and I would hope
to include myself in this number,

they would not stop loving
you either.

A dog collar, David,
isn't the reason I do good things.

And it isn't the reason you do.

There we go.

That's all I have. Your turn, now.

Hail Marys, etc,

give me my penance.

Let's keep the pretence up.

She turned me down, Francis.

She's gone back to The Womack.
Back to where she wants to be.

Ah...

No... No. She's back.

If no-one's told you -

she's left the convent. Again.

You were quite right in your
diagnosis of her.

She is enormously flighty.

MUFFLED CHATTER

MUSIC PLAYS: Step it Up
by Stereo MC's

? To the left, to the right

? Step it up, step it up
It's all right

? To the left, to the right

? Check the new ride out,
it's all right

? Silence ain't in season

? Cos there ain't no good in grief

? Can't stop my mouth from breathin'

? Or seeing what I see... ?

It's on you now.

What's on me?

And I love you, too.

I think I've missed something.
What have I missed?

Jump in, mate.

I'm OK, thank you.

Looks nice.

Can I bring some more things from
home? Make it...

You're welcome any time.
You know that.

But now your father
and I need to go.

Stay. Let me make us all some food.
I'd like that.

You'd like it?

I'm not angry with you, Mum.
None of this was your fault.

I can't remember ever claiming
it was.

And I-I think I'm excited, Mum.

It's OK to be scared, too.

I thought you'd be going after him.

No... No, he, uh, he... he's not
right. He's, uh,

he's not ready.

But I am still excited about what my
life is going to be now.

OK.

I'm proud of you.

Tarragon chicken?

Sounds lovely.

I don't have anything to say.

No, short is fine but you do
understand,

I can't recognise your marriage.

I applaud what you're doing,
but I'm a priest.

It would be a betrayal
to my congregation.

I could have a go at blessing your
love in some way?

Follow our noses.

KNOCKING

Hello.

Is Muriel here?

Ooh, you look a mess. Yeah, I've
been running. Look, Mu-Muriel,

I need to see her.
Is this him?

Yeah. Him? Who am I?

Erm, this is Anna's mother.

Oh.

Hello, I'm her father.

She's not home.
She went to the shop.

She wanted to cook us all dinner.

We've been painting. Which shops?

Yeah, hold your horses. Why don't
you just wait.... Which shops?

Tesco. Thank you.

It's nice to meet you.

Er, it's very nice to meet you too.

Hope we get to talk more.

? Sweet is Thy work,

? My God, my King

? To praise Thy name...#

Hello, everybody.

My name is Francis,
I'm a priest and I believe...

...in love.

FRANCIS: "Two are better than one,

"because they have a good reward
for their toil.

"For if they fall,
one will lift up his fellow.

"But woe to him who is alone when
he falls

"and has not another
to lift him up."

Susan, do you take Simon

to be your beloved?

Will you cherish him and...

Trying to find other adjectives.

AUDIENCE CHUCKLES

Will you make him your home

just as he makes you his?

I will.

Simon, will you do the same?

I will.

Ooh, do you wish to kiss?

You don't have to, if you don't
fancy it.

Good. Well,
I now pronounce you nothing at all.

LAUGHTER

Shall we have a party now?
AUDIENCE: Yay!

A...Anna!

Uh, don't... don't run away,
please. Just let me talk.

I'm, um...

I'm not running
and you can certainly talk.

HE PANTS
OK.

I, erm... I came looking
for you at Muriel's house.

Oh, OK.

I met your mum.

Ah, OK.

I...believe you promised words?

Sorry?

You said you wanted to
talk, etc? Yeah, um...

I-I just... I just want to tell you
that...

I want to tell you that I'm leaving
the priesthood.

Haven't told anyone, yet,
but...

Yeah, I can't remain. I've told Him.

OK. Why?

Because...

It's because I love you.

And why do you love me?

I think...

...I've always loved you.

I think it's just taken me
a while to work that out.

Really sorry about that.

BIRDS CHIRP

Now it's your turn
to say something.

SHE EXHALES

Erm...

Er, let's, let's not talk here.

There was a boy at school. Adam.

He sat behind me in French.
Beautiful brown eyes.

Never said anything to me

but he would sit staring at
the back of my neck all

the way through the class.
I could feel it.

He was probably just bored.

But I did take

to wearing my hair up whenever we
had French lessons.

And then there was
a Benedictine monk,

at Lourdes, when I was a postulant,
called Francois.

Also brown eyes.

I think... they were my
other temptations.

I thought about both
of them probably

a little bit more than I should.

But the... well, the thing is...
the thing is with them I...

...I knew that they were
just... urges.

Horrible word.

Whereas...

Well, whereas you changed my soul.

And I...I just...
I felt so angry that I

didn't make yours change. In the
same way.

But you did.

It was humiliating.
Do you understand me?

Y-you really, really humiliated
me. You really hurt me.

I could... I could hit you.

I wouldn't mind. No. That would be,
be far too easy.

I need to find a better way
to pay you back.

Is this all...

Are you saying I've lost my cha...?

You fuck.

You terrible, insecure,
cowardly fuck.

I hate that word.

Quite like it.

You sound like a maths teacher.

SHE SNORTS
A maths teacher?

Yeah, a maths teacher being
overheard outside of class.

It's a noble profession.

I am a coward.

Sometimes.

I don't know if I'm gonna be good
for you.

I don't know if I'm gonna be good
for you.

I hope you know, I...

I don't have a job.
I don't have a house.

Well, the good thing is,

I don't have any
of those things either.

And I'm an alcoholic.

And I'm perimenopausal.

I think it's OK to say that we're...

...we're both scared here.
Angry, that's just me,

but scared, that's both of us.

Just He... He saved me.

I was lost and He saved me and...

...I don't wanna betray Him.

Well, then, let's decide that it's
not a betrayal.

He saved me too. You know,
I'm just the same.

I'd like to ring a bell and put my
life back how it was, but...

...I'd also really like to
kiss you again.

What?

How do we do this?

You think I know?

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