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I've got to set up a shift.

It seems to be working.

you

You got the look of a saintly pervert about you.

In the name of the Father, the Son, and of the Holy Ghost, forever

and ever. Amen.

I do forgive you, Father.

Jesus will absolve us both with his love.

And forgiveness.

I love you.

Where did you get these from again?

Even priests have a past.

Trust me.

Tell me about it.

I wish Rook were here.

Then I wouldn't be here.

Hey.

It wasn't your fault.

Do you want to borrow one of mine?

No use to me, mate.

You got any gash mags?

I need to get rid of some tension.

You know, bash the bishop.

Well, I might have some nun porn somewhere.

Didn't mean to lose it, bud.

Worried to do me head in.

Story of my life.

Can't handle my temper.

That's why I'm in it.

I was hooked on crack.

Couldn't handle it.

Made me do fucked up shit.

But I'm clean now.

So, um... What's getting to you now?

I'm getting well squeezed about that scrag.

I had some for a bit, but got rid of it.

I ain't no pusher. I know what that shit does to you.

Calm down.

Look, just tell the governor who you were carrying it for.

The longer you hold out, the more they'll squeeze you.

Those toxic cunts are only interested in watching fingers get shoved up my ass.

Just like those sick fuckers in care.

Will you protect him, Rock?

Because I don't see anybody protecting you.

Sweet.

Like two caged lovebirds.

Father Gilly, isn't it?

Got a taste for pretty young things, I hear.

Fatherly love, is it?

Father.

I'm sorry, you must have me confused with somebody else.

Really?

Well, it is so easy to make a mistake around here.

I'll catch you later.

Is that who you're protecting?

Max?

He got busted for swindling people and murdering his wife.

Creeps around like an effing ghost.

Like he owns the place.

Don't cross him.

That's all I can tell you.

Oh fuck.

Chief.

Officer Crane.

An excellent first few months.

Exemplary, in fact.

Thank you.

But I hear you voiced a few objections to some of our procedures.

I wouldn't say objections, Chief.

Just concerns.

Oh.

It's not criticism, Martin.

In fact, I admire your integrity.

We could do with a few more like you around here.

It's just that... some things are best left the way they

are.

Don't get me wrong.

I'm all for new ideas, others I'm sure you can appreciate.

It's a difficult balance to strike.

Chief, when I chose this profession I wanted to make a difference.

I don't think any of us walk a straight path.

I'm not that different to them, making choices every day.

Good and bad.

And in the end, we are those choices.

You're quite the idealist, aren't you, Martin?

Not many thinkers on my team.

I wonder how long your evangelism's gonna last.

Maybe we should get you a dog collar.

No need, Chief.

This uniform's quite enough.

Well, Officer Crane, I'm going to be watching your

progress very closely.

Just lay off the preaching, okay?

They're convicts, not converts.

Enter.

Hey, handsome.

You're not too bad yourself.

I'm just out of interest.

When did you know?

What?

That I wanted you?

First time I saw you.

I could see beyond the halo.

Never thought I'd find someone in here, though.

What about you?

My first love was always...

...body of Christ.

Amen.

The church assists with denial.

In fact, it actively promotes it.

It's rooted in guilt, steeped in hypocrisy.

I thought I could change things.

What did you cope?

I had music to help me.

Music became my passion.

It was my mistress.

You got me through a lot.

Shielded me from temptation.

You saved me for a while.

Now I'm deaf without it.

Muted before God.

Is that too much?

Just enough.

Even in darkness there is light.

And in the silence, heavenly choirs sing.

It's the beginning of a homily if ever I heard one.

I'm sure you're not after my old job.

You know, you're the second person to say that.

My place next time.

Jesus flips over us both with his love and forgiveness.

I love you.

You're shitting me, right?

I ain't reading kiddies books in front of this lot. And once you've got your

ear around that, you can move on to the heavy stuff.

Enjoy.

If it's inspiration you're looking for, Father, why not lose yourself in an old

classic?

Take a trip down memory lane with the word of the Lord.

Looks like the lad's gonna have to help him out with his late face.

Damn!

We'll sell tickets next time.

Is he okay?

That was it for me.

Seeing you stand up for a rook like that.

You'd have done the same thing.

You'd have choked him to death otherwise.

I didn't have a choice.

But you did.

You chose to help.

And we're defined by the choices we make.

So, here are questions for us to consider today.

Have you ever been mad at someone who has made you do something that you

didn't want to do?

Or perhaps someone has asked you to do something that you know you cannot do.

Or perhaps you've thought about doing something that you hate yourself for

even contemplating.

Would you forgive them?

Would you forgive yourself?

And would they forgive you?

God allows us to forgive.

But does God expect us to forgive in all circumstances?

I don't think that he does.

He is infallible, and we are not.

In the Bible, Luke 17.3 says, Take heed to yourselves.

If thy brother shall trespass against thee, rebuke him, and if he repents,

forgive him.

Matthew also says, If thy brother shall trespass against thee, go tell him his

fault between thee and him alone.

If he shall hear thee, thou hast gained thy brother.

If he shall not hear thee, then take with thee one,

or two more, that in the mouth of two or three witnesses every word may be

established.

If he shall neglect to hear them, tell it to the church.

But if he neglect to hear the church, let him be unto

thee as a heathen man.

I'll only hurt you more than that hurts her.

It's okay.

What you did back there, it was a good thing.

If you hadn't stepped in, I'd be scraping Rook's face off the library

floor by now.

Jack.

No.

Don't touch me!

Fucking poop.

um

Thank you.

Okay.

They say cleanliness is next to godliness.

It will take more than soap and water to wash away your sins, Father.

Another bad dream?

Rook's in there as well now.

Look, if you don't want to talk, I didn't have a choice.

Thank you

I'm

ready

The leukemia got worse.

His legs were crippled.

And the pain... I had no choice.

It's too hot now

It's

too cold

Our parents died when Danny was very young.

And then this.

God moves in mysterious ways.

Not yet.

Lord, forgive me.

I know not what I do.

Forgive me.

Our Father, who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our trespasses As we fucking

float through Christmas against us.

That was the moment I lost everything.

That was the moment I lost my faith.

I lost God.

That was the choice that made me.

You did the best thing.

You've more than served your sentence, Jack.

Not long now and we'll both be out of here.

Free to move on with our lives.

For what?

For giving me back what I never thought I'd have again.

Yeah. Yeah.

You count the sands of man, now

down forever.

Heed not how hope begins,

and faith disposes.

Windows.

Careful.

That took years of hard graft to achieve.

I know how fragile these things can be,

Miss Avery.

Talking of which... The lads are getting restless.

You'll need something to calm them down if you get my drift.

I'm not here for your convenience, Max.

Look this stops now.

I'm the one wearing the uniform not you And

your

next infatuation

Feeling a little sexually frustrated, are we, Chief?

Handsome, isn't he?

No long before he quits from too many over-eager appraisals.

I'll see what I can do for your lads.

We're done.

Thank you, Heather.

And by the way, he's really not that into you.

You see, it appears the lovely Martin kneels before a different altar than

yours.

Sergeant Boyce, come on!

I have it on good authority he likes to make his confessions on the night shift.

I guess you could call it Midnight Mass.

What the fuck do you want?

What do you mean, what the fuck do I want?

I know you like to operate a don't ask, don't tell policy around here.

But really... I want

you to fire Officer Crane.

The priest needs to be persuaded to repent.

Let's call it penance for your peccadilloes.

So if you want to keep this a secret, you've got some big decisions to make.

I'd love one of these, you know.

Our parents must be so proud.

Judgement day, Father.

I wouldn't bother.

Luckily for all of us, there are a few blind spots in this establishment.

I know what you did to your brother.

An eye for an eye.

Enjoy Hades, Father.

Burn in hell.

Bye.

Oh, Father.

What's the matter?

I don't believe I'm being told.

I can't believe it.

I really don't. I can't believe it.

Oh, man.

I just can't believe it.

If we must this day, I pray that you forgive us our sins as we forgive those

who sinned.

If we must this day, I pray that you forgive us our sins as we forgive those

who sinned.

Amen.

I'll get you some water.

Wait.

How long have I been out of it?

About two weeks.

Fan mail.

Don't read them all at once.

Loverboy.

Alright.

Have you been praying for me?

Yeah, I'll live.

You ain't got any of that numb porn, have you?

No. It's just good to see a friendly face.

Dearest Jack, I'm not sure if these letters have been getting through to you

or not, but I've heard what happened to you since I left.

It's been absolute agony being drunk.

It gives me hope that time in both our sentences is coming to an end.

I can hardly control the feelings of excitement within me to see you step

into the new world where we'll both be three.

Before we start, Father, would you like me to hear your confession?

No.

Thank you.

Then let us pray for God's... There's really no need for that, Father.

Heavenly Father, we turn to thee for your strength and for your love, in

honour of your sacrifice on the cross for our sins, and in your glory we

humbly beg your forgiveness.

Bless and deliver Father Gilly from his failings, and set him back upon the path

of true righteousness and hope.

May he embrace your divinity and love, and recognise once again your power.

and so be filled with your spirit.

In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

My son, it has been argued by many of late that the Holy Catholic

Church has not the power to preach love when so many of its disciples

have failed our Lord's teachings and committed abominable crimes.

Your case is different, of course, but equally problematic.

Our Lord cast himself out to resist the taunts of the devil. For 40 days and 40

nights, he fought the demons.

My son, what are your plans upon release?

How can we help with your rehabilitation?

It seems the Church wants to hide me away, Father Eliot.

Where were you at my trial?

Where have you been these last 18 months?

Am I really that much of an embarrassment?

You have grown bitter and resentful, Jack.

God will forgive.

This is a path he has chosen for you, a test of your love for him.

But can I forgive God, Father Elliot?

Only God can save your soul.

My soul is saved by love.

This love is not God's love.

It is a sin too far.

So God will forgive the man who, through love, relieved his brother's pain,

but not the man that loves another?

No.

That hypocrisy is not the teachings of the God I once loved.

To choose such a life is to defy God and to deny his very existence.

I was gay when I took my vows, and I'll be gay before God if...

I choose to let him back into my life.

Your sermon is over, Father.

And yet, I will pray for you and ask God for his forgiveness.

Repent, Jack.

Repent before God condemns your soul to eternal damnation.

far worse things than damnation, father.

Well, well.

Look who's risen from the dead.

You're looking a lot better, I must say.

Well, better than the last time I saw you anyway.

Just fucking stay away from me.

Easy.

The debt's been paid.

It was just the lads getting a little...

Carried away.

They thought you were a bit like Father Jack.

What are you saying?

Don't you know?

What really happened with his brother?

The things that go on behind closed doors.

But then of course you'd know about that.

with a childhood in care.

Don't be fooled by the priest, Rook.

Or you could be next.

Here.

You're going to need this.

And you might want this too.

Stop singing.

Don't look.

I'm listening.

I don't know.

The path of the righteous man is beset on all sides by the

tyranny of evil men.

To thine own self be true.

As night follows day, I know who I am.

Do you?

Who are you protecting, Rook? Don't be fooled by the priest, Rook. Because I

don't see anybody protecting you.

The things that go on behind those doors.

Fucking pervert! It's fine.

But then of course you'd know about that. With the Charter didn't care.

Just like those sick fuckers didn't care. You could be next.

Rump.

me in the soft moonlight did you think of her when

you closed your eyes and the problem is that in your sweet

kiss I lose myself in your tenderness

nothing can compare to the thought of you lying here

with me

And for the very thought of you, there's a hundred things I'd do and you would do

for me.

Stars see me and send me to sleep.

I miss the breeze of your company.

And if by chance you decide to stay,

I'll be pleased of your company.

Nothing can compare to the thought of you lying here with

me.

There's a hundred things I do and you would do for me

And the door you're closing

could never be open I'm turning my back on you