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(somber music) (projector clicking)

(soft ominous music)

(rhythmic suspenseful music)

(rocks clattering)

(John whimpers)

= [John] Run.

Thomas.

Thomas, where are you?

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

Thomas!

Father Thomas!

Thomas, where are ya?

Thomas!

Thomas, can ya hear me?

- [Eerie Figure] Johnny.

Johnny, yoohoo.

John.

- [John] Thomas?

- [Eerie Figure] Johnny.

- [John] Thomas!

(suspenseful music)

- [Thomas] Here, John.

John.

- [John] Where are you?

(suspenseful music)

(John panting)

(flesh ripping)

(somber orchestral music)

(microphone thudding)

You ready, Thomas?

- Yes, John.

- [John] Go.

Uh, action.

- Quarter to eight in the mornin', 23rd of October, 1960

in this the year of our Lord.

I am Father Thomas Riley.

This is John, Father John Thornton.

We're here to investigate a claim

that a statue of Our Lady Virgin Mary

in the chapel here weeps blood.

These photos

and an accompanying letter were sent anonymously

to the bishop who requested an immediate investigation.

This would be a good time, John,

to talk to the lovely Mother Superior.

Okay?

Was that all right, John?

- [John] That was brilliant.

- [Thomas] Mother Mary Campbell,

the bishop received these photographs.

The letter's anonymous,

admitting only to have come from a nun.

I am writing to inform you of the statue of our lady

in the chapel that is weeping blood.

A miracle here in our own presence

which the higher nuns are attempting to conceal.

I can not in good conscience deny Our Lady

if she wishes to communicate.

Would you like to comment about the weeping statue

of the Virgin and so on?

- Father Riley, there is nothing I would like more

than if our beloved Holy Mother was sending signs here.

What a beautiful thing that would be.

I'm afraid you've been tricked.

- [Thomas] Tricked?

By whom?

- [Mary] They're not all good girls in this home, Father.

- I'm sure we'll get to the bottom of it

when we interview the girls.

In the meantime, I wonder could you give me a list

of all the residents here, the nuns, the girls,

and of course any children.

- There are no children in the home any longer.

The children's wing closed during the war.

- Is it blood?

- [Thomas] If it is I'll eat my hat.

- [John] Can ya not test it?

- No, we can't.

I need it to be fresh to get a usable sample.

If it starts again, I will.

- I've never seen a miracle before in person.

Did ya read about that one?

It was in New Delhi last year.

No film, though.

That could be us now.

Bought me a new camera and everything.

(camera winds)

(camera clicks)

First miracle caught on film.

(camera winds)

(camera clicks)

Imagine.

(camera winds)

(John hums)

- You know, we could be here for hours and see nothin'.

- It would be worth it, I hope.

- It won't.

- How's that?

- You know, this is a waste of your film.

We could be here,

you'd be better goin' and get some of that,

whatdoyoumacallit, the foot--

- The footage?

- Uh, footage.

Of the laundry room and the girls at work.

Give us a better sense of the place.

Better use of your film.

(women muttering)

(window slams)

(woman whimpering)

= [Nun] If I told ya once, I told ya 15 times.

- [John] Hey.

Hey!

Can I ask you some questions?

(soft suspenseful music)

- [Woman] Is the pope gonna watch your film?

- [John] No.

- [Woman] Does he have a tele in the Vatican?

- [John] I think he's too busy for the tele.

- [Woman] Who is gonna see it?

- [John] No one that you need to worry about.

Now, are you gonna talk to me about the statue?

- [Woman] Have you asked the sisters?

- [John] No, I'm askin' you.

What have you seen?

- [Woman] I didn't see nothin'.

- [John] Well what have you heard?

- [Woman] I don't know.

- [John] I think you do know.

- [Woman] I never go into the chapel anyway.

- [John] Ah, so you do know what I'm on about it, then.

- [Woman] We're not allowed to go in there.

- [John] Not even for mass?

- [Woman] We are being punished.

- [John] Why are you bein' punished?

- [Woman] They need someone to clean all those sheets.

(water sloshing)

- Hey, Father.

(women giggling)

I'll do my party piece for ya.

(women giggling)

♪ If you're Irish ♪

♪ Come into the parlor;

♪ There's a welcome meant for you ♪

JIfCr

(hand smacks) (women gasp)

(Mary mutters) - Hey, hey!

- Get on your knees and say your prayer,

ya dirty wee bitch.

You're not here to--

- [John] Mother Superior, would ya take it easy?

- [Mary] Into my office,

now. (hand smacks)

- [John] There's no need.

- [Mary] On your knees the whole way.

- [Woman] (whimpering) I'm sorry.

- This room is off limits, Father.

I hardly think we need that thing here.

- [Thomas] We've been directed to document everything,

Reverend Mother, so that's what we'll do.

- Well if you wouldn't mind getting to the point,

I have work to be getting on with.

- [Thomas] With respect, Reverend Mother,

we've become concerned about how the girls

are being treated in this home.

- Oh ya have, have ya?

You're concerned, are you?

Isn't that just lovely.

- [Thomas] Please, I'm only tryin' to--

- Tryin' to what, Father?

Come on, don't hold back.

You've some neck on you.

Coming into this home and casting aspersions on me.

Who do you think you are?

You send all the country's dirty wee secrets here,

here to my home and sally off without a care in the world,

sweep it all under the carpet and expect us

to hide the dirty laundry.

Isn't that it, Father?

Leave all the dirty work to the women.

- [Thomas] Reverend Mother, I don't think that--

- No.

You don't, do you?

You worry about how we treat the girls. (laughs)

What about how you treat us?

Leave us to hide all the messes and cover it all up,

and sworn in all holier than thou.

Do you know how many of the church's messes

that I personally have had to clean up?

Do you know how many of the babies born here had fathers

who were Fathers, Father?

(chuckles) Didn't think so.

Didn't think you'd want to either.

Too busy lording it about the place, aren't ya?

- So, how was the first day of the investigation?

We're in a wing.

It's isolated from the women and nuns.

He's a room down the end of the hall, doubting Thomas.

Doesn't believe in anything.

I shouldn't have said that.

The bishop doesn't wanna hear that

'cause we were sent here for facts.

(thunder rumbles)

It's 10 past three in the morning and I was just

woken up by the sounds of...

(women moaning)

See?

(child laughs)

(women moaning)

(thunder rumbles)

(wind howling)

(microphone thudding)

Interview with Father Riley.

What was your first experience with the miraculous?

- I've never had an experience with the miraculous.

- [John] What was your first experience with evil?

- What is this all about, John?

I've been doin' this for 25 years, son.

I've been all around the world.

(soft ominous music)

The evil I've seen has always been the human kind.

There's no evil in this world or the next

that can surpass that done by human hand.

And that goes for the miracles as well.

Oh, I've seen movin' statues.

I've seen Our Lady herself standin'

on the white rooftops, Portugal.

I've seen water turned into wine.

But all the miracles I've seen, John,

you need to pay heed to this, can all be explained

by the trickster.

Fraud.

Just some priest with a magic lantern.

But we don't wanna believe that, do we?

It's more fun, isn't it?

Less scary, isn't it?

To believe, or make ourselves believe,

that it's somethin' else, but it isn't.

(tape recorder button clicks)

(women moaning)

What's this?

- [John] Just listen.

(women moaning)

- So?

(tape recorder button clicks)

- [John] So what do you think that sounded like?

-I don't know.

Probably some girls up to devilment, no doubt.

- [John] And do you think the Mother Superior

would let the girls get away with that type of racket

at three o'clock in the mornin'?

- Maybe she's a heavy sleeper.

Well I've already taken samples of the resin

at the back of the eye and they're sittin' in a jar

in my room with a chemical compound.

If the resin is the cause of the blood

then we'll khow soon enough, tonight probably.

In the meantime I'm tryin' to rule out

the possibility of deliberate manipulation, fraud,

by makin' sure that there's no mechanism

or tubin' inside the head of the statue.

Is that all right?

- [John] If the resin's normal and there's no mechanism

in the statue, then what?

- Well then I'll just have to figure out

how else it could've been done.

- [John] And would ya not be satisfied that it's a miracle?

I mean, maybe it is a miracle.

- Itisn't.

- [John] How do ya know?

- Because it never is.

- [John] Do you not have anymore Sinatra?

(opera music)

- [Thomas] Blasphemy.

Just listen.

(singing in foreign language)

This is the mass that the Jews used to sing

at Terezin, the concentration camp.

- [John] But it's a mass?

- [Thomas] It's not a mass, it's a cry in the dark.

Verdi was no Catholic.

Baptized, but no Catholic.

- [John] A bit like yourself, would ya say, Thomas?

- [Thomas] (grunts) You're the one

who's bootleggin' records with church resources.

Women weren't allowed to sing in mass.

Verdi wrote to the pope asking for special dispensation.

= [John] Huh.

- [Thomas] So ya see,

it's a mass, but not a mass.

The whole thing is a challenge to the set order.

- [John] And that's why it's your favorite?

I saw a film that you might like, Thomas.

Rebel Without a Cause.

- [Thomas] It's my favorite because it's beautiful.

But it's beautiful because it's challenging.

- [John] So you're sayin' that sometimes

rules should be broken?

- [Thomas] Sometimes yes, maybe often.

- [John] So you won't tell the bishop

you used church resources to bootleg your records, then?

- [Thomas] Misuse of church resources

isn't the worst thing you can be doin'.

(dramatic music)

- [John] Ooh, it's gettin' goin' now.

- [Thomas] Get back to the story, John.

- [John] It's the second night, 8:46 p.m.

(girl chattering)

(John breathing raggedly)

- [Girl] When it's time to say his prayers.

Take him by the leg--

- [John] Hello?

- [Girl] Down the stairs.

Once he's at the bottom, crying like a baby, take him

by the right (speech drowned out by John breathing).

- [John] Wha? (breathing raggedly)

- [Girl] They're gonna kill you.

(John cries out)

- I can't sleep because every time I close my eyes

I'm afraid I'm gonna see that little girl again.

(wind howling)

I told Father Riley but he didn't believe me

about what I saw.

(child laughing)

Now there are children

(children chattering)

playin' in the hallway.

(children chattering) (children laughing)

There is somethin' goin' on in this house.

(object bangs) (John cries out)

(John breathing raggedly)

(children laughing)

(children chattering)

- [Children] When it's time to say his prayers.

Take him by the hand and make his fall down the stairs.

Once he's at the bottom.

(John breathing raggedily) (suspenseful music)

(child laughs) (footsteps tapping)

(John breathing raggedly)

(child laughs) (footsteps tapping)

(child laughs)

(John breathing raggedly)

(child laughs)

- [Child] Father Numbnuts, Father Numbnuts.

(child laughs)

(John breathing raggedly)

- [John] Don't worry.

What's this?

Oh. (breathing raggedly)

- [Child] Father.

(John breathing raggedly)

(fist knocking on the window)

(John breathing)

(fist knocking on the window)

(John whimpers)

(child laughs)

(door slams)

Thomas!

Thomas!

- [Thomas] What are ya doin'?

- [John] There's not supposed to be any children here.

- [Thomas] You been drinkin'?

- [John] No.

- [Thomas] Been snheakin' the altar wine?

- [John] No.

- [Thomas] You were dreamin', John.

- [John] Did ya really not hear anything last night?

- If you're gonna ask silly questions like that,

I'd rather you took your camera

and did your filmin' somewhere else.

- [John] No, I don't believe in anything.

Why are you a priest?

- Because my brother, the doctor, was my mummy's favorite.

(John grunts)

Well, what do ya expect me to say?

- [John] It's a genuine question.

And at the very least you should be open

to the idea of God tryin' to communicate

with us here on Earth.

- I am, but that's not what's happened here.

= [John] But how do you know?

- All right.

All right.

You wanna know why I became a priest?

I became a priest because I wanted to be a good man.

I wanted to get closer to God, but that's not what happened.

- [John] What do you mean?

- Look around you, John.

Do you think God is here in this place?

(ominous music)

(women chattering)

This place disgusts me.

The people who run this place disgust me.

The bishop who sent us here,

the Vatican itself with its costumes and theater

and luxury, built on the back of ordinary people.

That nun was right about the church and its dirty secrets,

and I'm sick of it.

Yes, I believe in God, or I try to anyway.

But doin' this kind of work doesn't bring ya

any closer to God, workin' in places like this.

For these girls this place must be a livin'...

(liquid dripping)

Good God.

(woman screams)

- Father, the statue's bleedin'.

- I can see that, sister.

- No, Father, all the statues are bleedin'.

(women chattering)

- [John] (breathing raggedly) Oh God.

(church bells ringing)

= [Nun] (chattering) Give us this day our daily bread.

Forgive us our trespasses as we forgive those

who trespass against us.

(church bells ringing)

- [John] Mary conceived without sin, pray for us.

Mary conceived without sin, pray for us.

Mary conceived without sin,

pray for us. (blood dripping)

Mary conceived without sin, pray for us.

Have you ever seen anything like this before, Thomas?

- [Thomas] Not quite like this.

(blood dripping)

- [John] It has to be a miracle,

but what does she want, Thomas?

- [Thomas] Just let me do my job, John.

(thunder rumbles)

- [John] What have you found, Thomas?

- Just that the blood from all the statues

(exhales) it's human blood, type O negative,

so probably all from the same person, female.

And whoever's blood it is, she's pregnant.

- [John] Pregnant?

What if the blood doesn't belong to anyone here?

- It does.

And whenever we find out who it belongs to,

we'll have found our trickster.

- [John] We've asked the sisters to gather

all the pregnant inmates, of which there are nine,

in order to have their blood tested,

and none of them are a match for type O negative blood.

- [Thomas] We haven't tested the nuns yet.

I'm not lettin' this go for propriety's sake.

If they have nothin' to hide then they've nothin' to fear.

- [John] The Reverend Mother won't like that.

- [Thomas] Well, that's just too bad.

- [Mary] Maybe it's one of the other girls, Father.

- [Thomas] So, we'll test all the girls, Reverend Mother.

- You wouldn't know with them.

The only virgins in this home are the statues.

- [Thomas] And surely the sisters, Reverend Mother.

- I do not appreciate your insinuation, Father.

- Nonetheless, every woman of childbearing age

in this house must be tested, nuns included.

(woman crying)

= [Nun] I'm the one who sent the letter

to the bishop, Father.

The anonymous letter.

- [Thomas] That's okay.

= [Nun] The Reverend Mother made it really clear

that we were not to talk about the statue,

but my conscience wouldn't let me keep it, Father,

and now (sniffling)

the Virgin Mother must be very angry with me, Father.

- [Thomas] It's all right, Sister, take it easy.

= [Nun] There are things going on in this house.

- [John] Like what?

- [Thomas] John, let me handle this.

It's okay, Sister.

- [Nun] I became a nun because God called me,

because the Virgin Mother called me.

Do you understand?

- [Thomas] Of course.

= [Nun] So if the Virgin is making herself known

in this place, well then it's my responsibility

to take heed.

I'm not here to ignore her warnings, Father.

- [Thomas] Of course, I understand that, Sister.

= [Nun] There is evil in this place.

- [Thomas] What do you mean?

= [Nun] There's a girl in the basement locked up.

We're not allowed to see her or to talk to her.

Her name's Kathleen O'Brien.

- [Thomas] Sister, is this girl pregnant?

- [Nun] The Bible says if your right hand

causes you to stumble, then you cut it off

and you throw it away, for it be better that you lose

one of your members than your whole body goin' to hell.

But what if it's your eyes that have sinned, Father?

- [Thomas] Well what do you mean?

Bearing witness is not a sin, child.

It depends on how we act on that.

- [Nun] So sometimes you sin to do good, Father?

- [Thomas] Yes, Sister.

And indeed sometimes we can do bad without doing good.

There are no absolutes in this world.

We can only hope that the balance of good

outweighs the bad in the end.

= [Nun] If thine eyes offend thee, pluck them out.

If thine eyes offend thee, pluck them out.

- [Thomas] Sister.

- [Nun] (crying) Father, I'm sorry.

Father, there is such evil in this place.

- [Thomas] Sister.

= [Nun] Father, I'm really sorry.

- [Thomas] Sister, it's all right.

Wait.

Sister, wait.

- No. (thunder rumbles)

I am not having you traipsing around

disturbing sick women at this hour.

- You're either takin' us down to see this Kathleen O'Brien

or we're gonna break down the door ourselves.

- (scoffs) You'll regret that sharp and quick.

You are not prepared for this, Father Riley,

but if you want to see, I will show you.

- Where are we goin'?

- The lower infirmary, for ya asked to.

It's where we keep the women who are mad.

Some of them are dangerous, so watch yourself.

- [Woman] Father.

Somebody took my baby, please.

Please, Father.

- Prepare yourself, Father.

(woman shouting)

- [Thomas] Good God.

What is this? (ominous music)

- [Mary] She's a danger to herself and others.

- She's no more than a child.

- [Mary] She's hardly a child anymore.

She's lain with a man.

(somber orchestral music)

- You're pregnant, child.

Were you cryin', child?

- They're lonely.

They have no mothers.

- [Thomas] I want her cleaned up

and given medical attention.

And for God sake, get the girl some proper food.

Remove these chains, now.

I'm not gonna ask again.

Reverend Mother.

- Unlock her, Sister.

- Reverend Mother.

- Now, Sister.

(chains jingling)

(Kathleen growling)

(dramatic music)

(Kathleen growling) (John cries out)

Put her back inside.

Put her back.

(nun crying)

- [John] Thomas.

Thomas!

- [Mary] Now you see why we have her locked up in there.

- [John] Thomas.

- I want someone to come down here and clean this girl up.

Reverend Mother.

(woman laughing)

Can you tell me your name, child?

- Kathleen.

Kathleen O'Brien.

- [Thomas] Kathleen, I'm Father Riley.

Do you know why you've been chained up?

- The girl is dangerous.

You've seen that for yourself.

- No, that wasn't me.

That wasn't me, you've got to help me.

I didn't do anything, I swear I didn't.

I shouldn't be here. - All right.

- I didn't do it, it wasn't me.

It wasn't me. - Stop.

(speaking in foreign language)

- [John] What did she say?

- [Thomas] This girl speaks Greek, ancient Greek.

Who taught her that?

- [Mary] No one.

- Where did ya learn that?

- I didn't learn it.

- [Thomas] Do you know what ya said?

- Yes, but I don't know how.

- [Mary] She knows because she's the Devil.

- I'm not.

I'm not, Father, please.

- I very much doubt that, Reverend Mother.

Will you pray with me, Kathleen?

- Yes.

Father, thank you.

- [Thomas] The Devil can't pray, can he?

- [Mary] She won't pray.

- [Thomas] Our Father

- [Group] Who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.

(nun screaming)

= [John] Oh my.

- Good God. - Make her stop.

- [John] Oh my God.

- [Nun] Make her stop.

(crying) Make her stop.

- Good God. - It's not me.

- Good God. - It's not me

doing that, Father, I swear.

- [Thomas] I'll come back for you later, Kathleen.

This girl, she really needs to see a doctor now.

- [Mary] What did I say?

- [John] Mary conceived without sin, pray for us.

Mary conceived without sin, pray for us.

Thomas, do ya think she's possessed?

- [Thomas] No, John.

(suspenseful music)

- [John] She's pregnant.

Could it be her blood in the statues?

- [Thomas] She couldn't have done it by herself.

- [John] The Devil?

Maybe she's evil.

- [Thomas] No more than you or I.

Evil is in all of us.

She's just an ordinary girl.

(soft ominous music)

Evil is all around us, John.

Evil is in each of us.

The Devil doesn't have to hide in a pregnant young girl.

He roams freely amongst us.

- [John] It's half past three in the mornin'.

(children chattering)

I was woken again by the sound of children in the hallway.

- [Children] Take him by the hand

and make him fall down the stairs.

Once he's at the bottom crying once again,

take him by the--

- Shh. - Shh.

(children chattering)

- [Child] I like to, but he saw me too many times.

= [Nun] Shh!

(John cries out)

- [John] Oh, sister.

Hello?

Sister?

- [Nun] Be quiet.

(thunder rumbles)

(child laughing)

(John breathing raggedly)

(statue rattling)

(ceramic statue cracking)

(John breathing raggedly)

(fist banging) - John!

John, you've got the camera, come on.

Come right away.

- [John] What's wrong with the woman?

- [Thomas] The statues, they're broken.

(ceramic statue cracking)

- [John] We're gonna lose this light.

(ominous music)

Do you see her?

Thomas?

(ominous music)

Oh Thomas, where'd she go?

- [Thomas] Where are you going?

John.

John?

(John breathing raggedly)

(John muttering)

(John breathing raggedly)

(door creaking)

(John whimpers)

(women chanting)

- [John] Do ya hear that?

(women chanting)

(dramatic music)

No.

Thomas, careful.

There's someone.

(ominous music)

Oh my.

Lord.

Oh my Lord.

- There was a black mass here.

This is a Satanic sanctuary.

= [John] (gulps) How do you know?

- I've seen one like it.

Once before in Greece, years ago.

Let's hear what Mother Superior has to say now.

(fist banging)

- Father Riley, what is it?

- You're fully dressed.

- I'm not going to answer my door in the middle of the night

to two priests in my nightdress, am I?

What do you want?

- Come with us.

- What for?

- You'll find out soon enough.

- What's this?

What happened to my statues?

- [John] They're all broken.

- [Thomas] That's the least of your problems.

- [Mary] What's this?

Is this some kind of a joke?

- There were signs of Satanic worship here, I saw them.

There were Satanic symbols on the walls and floor.

- Really, Father?

How stupid do you think I am?

- [John] Thomas.

Thomas, what's happenin' here?

(Kathleen crying out)

- [Thomas] Kathleen.

Kathleen.

(suspenseful music)

(Kathleen crying out)

- [John] Oh God, she's tryin' to cut it out.

- [Thomas] What are you doin'?

(door slams) - Thomas!

Thomas! (Kathleen cries out)

(flesh squelching)

(body thuds)

- She can't.

Help us.

- [John] Help!

Somebody help!

Help!

Someone!

- No! - Get this thing

out of here. (Kathleen cries out)

- We have to do this with the minimum of fuss.

- [Mary] Help me.

- No! (door slams)

(John banging)

- [John] No!

Kathleen!

(thunder rumbles)

(men muttering)

- [Thomas] This is Dr. Cleary.

Would you mind repeating what you just said

for the camera, please?

- I examined the girl, Kathleen O'Brien.

It appears that she's a virgin.

- [John] So she's not pregnant?

- No, you don't follow me.

She is pregnant, in fact she's very close to giving birth,

but she's also a virgin in that she's

intact.

I've never seen the like of it before.

I'm sure there's a medical explanation for it,

but it's beyond my experience.

I've never heard of such a thing.

- [Thomas] And what do you think

is the best course of action, Doctor?

- The girl has displayed serious issues

with harming herself, as we know from last night,

possibly the child.

She's a very sick girl, very frail,

and her body...

(footsteps tapping)

I don't think she would survive labor.

She's very weak, very frail.

The child is strong.

It's a healthy child.

I think we need to give the child the best chance we can.

- [John] And what about Kathleen?

Can we not take her to hospital?

- [Dr. Cleary] The nuns here are her primary guardians.

They feel she shouldn't leave this place.

They feel very strongly about it, in fact.

I suggest an operation on the frontal lobe.

It will calm her, make her less violent,

and perhaps we can deliver the child safely as possible.

Although, we might not be able to save the girl.

- [John] Can she have a Cesarean section?

- [Dr. Cleary] Indeed no.

I would expect you to know the church

doesn't endorse the procedure.

(Thomas grunts)

In any case, the girl has type O negative blood

and it would be nigh on impossible

to find such a rare blood type for a transfusion

which she would need if she had a Cesarean.

- [John] So we're just gonna let her die?

- John. - No.

No, we can't

just let her die. - Please, John.

- [Dr. Cleary] We aren't letting her die, Father.

We will do what we can, but in the circumstances

it's highly unlikely she will make it, that's all.

She's a very sick girl.

We must try and do what we can for the child.

- There's something goin' on in this house

and you're up to your neck in it.

I mean to get to the bottom of it.

Turn that damn thing off.

She needs to be in a hospital.

Hello, Kathleen.

- Hello, Father.

- [Thomas] How are ya today?

- Sore.

- [John] Hello, Kathleen.

- [Thomas] How long have you been here, Kathleen?

- I don't know, Father, I can't remember.

- [Thomas] Do you remember the statues upstairs?

- I know the statues, Father.

The Blessed Virgin especially.

I pray to her.

(walls rumbling) (crosses clattering)

(John cries out) - Oh my God.

- They don't like it when I...

- [Thomas] When what, Kathleen?

What?

Who doesn't like it?

(Kathleen grunting)

- [John] Kathleen, is she, what's happenin'?

God almighty!

(dramatic music) God almighty!

(bed banging)

(John breathing raggedly)

Thomas.

(dramatic music)

Oh my God.

(Kathleen wheezing)

- Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee.

Blessed are you

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 death.

(Thomas muttering) (spirit exhaling)

Now and the hour

of our death. (Kathleen cries out)

(Kathleen groaning)

(spirits hissing)

Lady of peace, pray for us and the soul of Kathleen.

(air whooshes)

(object banging)

- [John] Thomas!

(crosses creaking)

Thomas.

(Kathleen giggling)

- [Thomas] John, Sister Carlton.

We need to secure the room. (dramatic music)

We have to get her out of here to the hospital.

Come on, Kathleen, come to me.

- They said I can't go outside.

- [John] Maybe we shouldn't take her out.

- I think we should.

This is fuckin' insane.

It's all right.

Come on, child.

(fire whooshes)

(dramatic music) - Thomas, help her.

Thomas, help her!

Put it out!

(thunder rumbles)

(projector clicking)

Languages they could not have known.

We've got that.

Supernatural strength, I'd say so.

Wouldn't you, Thomas?

Loss of appetite.

Cutting, scratching, biting of the skin.

Yes, yes, yes.

Cold feeling in the room.

Unnatural body postures.

- [Thomas] We don't have that, not from her.

- Losing control and entering into a frenzy of rage.

Knowledge of things that were distant or hidden.

I think we've got that.

- [Thomas] Do ya, really?

- Yup, and so do you.

Because she knew somethin' about you.

She's resting.

- I'm sorry, Kathleen.

This isn't gonna work, whatever it is

we're tryin' to do here.

I'm just not good enough.

I'm not strong enough.

I'm sorry.

- [John] I know.

When she spoke to you in Greek,

what did she say?

- She said,

"You were born here."

It could be true.

- [John] What do you mean?

- I was born out of wedlock.

- [John] Here?

-I don't know.

I haven't had a chance to check the records, but I will.

I was raised in an orphanage.

- [John] What about your mother's favorite, the doctor?

- I don't have a mother.

I don't have a brother.

I lied.

Bless me Father, for I have sinned.

It's been too fucking long since my last confession. (sighs)

I'm sorry, John.

- [John] It's all right, Thomas.

(speaking in foreign language)

What did she say?

- [Thomas] The beasts below us in hell,

puffs, niggers.

- I am in limbo, so are you, the children.

Heaven is above, but they are in hell with the beasts.

Down there.

In some ways limbo is worse.

The babies have no mothers so I am their mother.

They are suffering for the sins of others.

Isn't that always the way?

- [Thomas] What babies?

- [Kathleen] The dead babies.

They killed them.

- [Thomas] Who killed them?

(dramatic music) (objects clattering)

- What is it?

(thunder rumbles)

What's this?

Have you been snooping, Father?

- What's your excuse this time?

- You're not makin' sense.

- Where are all those,

where are all those children?

- These children? (chuckles)

Why, all over the place.

America mostly.

- That so?

Well, I called the American adoption agency listed here,

so I know as well as you do that these records are lies,

all lies,

your lies.

So where are the children?

- You tell me, Father.

You give the impression of a man who thinks

he knows what he's talking about.

- They're dead, aren't they?

- Are you serious? (chuckles)

- Damn right I'm serious.

- I would appreciate you not swearing at me.

- I'll damn well swear where--

These babies were murdered

and their records wiped away,

their little lives wiped away.

- Murdered by who?

- [Thomas] By you and all your evil kind.

= (laughs) Lordy now, but you're a queer one.

All right.

I'll tell ya.

- [Thomas] Go on.

- I sold them.

- [Thomas] What?

- It's not unusual.

They still go to a good home, don't they?

(ominous music)

The money to clothe and feed and house these girls

has to come from somewhere and Lord knows

the church isn't much of a help.

They still go where they're wanted, don't they?

- You do know I'll be informin' the bishop of this

and all the other evil practices in this house.

- Whatever you want, but I think you'll be surprised

to learn that he's not surprised.

(door clicks)

- [Nun] Reverend Mother, come quickly.

Kathleen has started.

- [Thomas] Call the doctor back.

- [Mary] There isn't time.

- He said she probably wouldn't survive the birth.

- Then that will be the end of all our troubles, won't it?

(Kathleen crying)

- [Mary] Hold on.

- She's not an animal.

- Get out of here, have some decency.

(Kathleen crying)

Get her ready for some physiology, Sister.

- [John] We need to get her a doctor.

- You think I've never delivered a child before, Father?

Get out of here.

(Kathleen groans)

Stop interfering in woman's business.

(Kathleen crying)

- [Thomas] We'll go and get a doctor.

- [Mary] Too late, she'll be done with by then.

- Thomas. (Kathleen groaning)

Thomas, we can't leave her.

- [Thomas] Quickly, John.

(door slams)

- [Mary] I'm going to cut the ligament.

Hold her, Sister.

(Kathleen crying out)

Open your legs, girl.

Come on, you've done it often enough before.

(Kathleen whimpers)

Think of our Lord, bleeding the thorns,

the precious blood, the nails.

Do you not know that suffering is his gift to us, woman?

Show some gratitude.

(flesh crackling) (Kathleen groans)

♪ By the blood that flowed from thee ♪

♪ In thy bitter agony

♪ By the scourge so weakly born ♪

♪ By thy purple robe of scorn ♪

♪ By the thorns that crowned thy head

♪ By thy specter of the reed ;

♪ By thy footsteps faint and slow

♪ Weighed beneath thy ♪ (Kathleen groans)

♪ Cross of woe ♪

♪ By the nails and pointed spear

♪ By thy people's cruel jeer ♪

♪ By thy ♪

(John panting)

- [Thomas] Where's that damn doctor.

(thunder rumbles)

- [John] I don't think he's comin'.

(baby crying)

(church bells ringing)

(baby crying)

(dramatic music)

(children screaming)

(ominous music)

- [John] Kathleen.

Kathleen.

Oh God.

Lord.

(baby crying)

- [Thomas] Where is the Reverend Mother?

- [John] Thomas, the baby.

(baby crying)

Thomas.

(baby crying)

- [Child] Father.

Hey!

Father.

- [John] Thomas, wait.

- [Child] They're gonna kill you.

(John gasping)

- [Thomas] John.

Hurry.

(baby crying)

(thunder rumbles)

(John breathing raggedly)

- [Child] Father's coming.

Father's coming.

(baby crying) (thunder rumbles)

- [Thomas] This way, John, come on.

- [John] They're gettin' away from us.

- Listen.

(baby crying)

Come on.

- [John] I think we've lost them.

- Sh.

(door creaks)

- [Child] Hey, Father.

(dramatic eerie music)

- [John] Good God.

- [Thomas] God has nothin' to do with it.

- [John] Oh no.

(speaking in foreign language)

- [Thomas] If thine eyes offend thee, pluck them out.

- [John] Oh, (mumbles) all right.

(baby crying)

We should go get help.

- [Thomas] From who?

- [Thomas] Who?

Maybe that nice doctor?

The bishop?

Don't be naive, John.

- [John] Thomas, let me go first.

- Ah, be careful.

(baby crying)

The noise.

Try that one, John.

- [John] Thomas?

- [Thomas] Don't move.

(footsteps tapping)

- [John] They're comin' for us, Thomas.

(John grunting)

- John.

Keep that light on.

John. - I know.

- [Thomas] Please.

- [John] Can't ya stand?

This bulb's about to go.

- I've only a few matches left.

(men breathing heavily)

What's that?

Oh Christ.

There's bones.

Bones.

John, oh my God.

Oh my God.

(ominous music)

(speaking in foreign language)

Oh good God.

- [John] You really didn't believe

that Kathleen was possessed?

You wouldn't.

- Save your breath.

- [John] Just like you wouldn't admit

that there was miraculous goings on in the house.

- How miraculous.

And here?

(rocks clattering)

(suspenseful music)

(baby crying)

This way.

This way.

(ominous music)

- [John] They're comin' for us, Thomas.

(spirits whispering)

- [Thomas] These tunnels all look the same.

- [John] Thomas, look.

- [Thomas] I remember this.

(tinkling music)

Your head.

(spirits whispering)

- [John] We're lost, Thomas.

Listen to me.

We're really lost.

- Keep your head.

We'll find our way.

- [John] We're lost, Thomas.

We're really lost.

We're gonna die down here.

(baby crying)

(John stammers)

I'm not goin' any further.

- It's all right, John.

It's all right, take it easy.

Don't ya see?

We can rouse the child.

It's possible for all this.

- [John] I can't breathe.

- Calm down, John.

- [John] Calm down?

Fuckin' calm down?

We're not gettin' outta here.

(baby crying)

- Take it easy now.

(baby crying)

What's that in front of us?

(John breathing heavily)

No, John.

- [John] Oh, Mother of God, pray for us.

Mother of God, pray for us.

Mother of God, pray for us.

What was that?

(ominous music)

- What? - Behind you, up there.

(suspenseful music)

Thomas.

(Nun screeching)

(dramatic music)

(John panting)

Father Thomas!

Thomas!

Thomas!

Oh Christ, help me.

Christ help me.

Can you hear me?

Thomas, can you hear me?

- [Thomas] John.

- [John] Thomas!

- [Thomas] Here, John.

John. - Where are you?

(suspenseful music)

- [Thomas] Where are ya, son?

- [John] I'm over--

(nun growling) (dramatic music)

(John gurgling)

- [Thomas] John?

John!

Oh, John!

John!

Oh God.

(John coughs) Oh John.

John, oh my child.

Oh my child.

It's all right, John.

It's all right.

Come on.

(John whimpering)

(speaking in foreign language)

(John crying)

Oh, are you with me, John?

- [John] Yeah.

You have to hope. (mumbles)

(John gurgles)

- You're not gettin' outta this one, Thomas.

Not this time.

They won't let ya.

(microphone thuds)

To whoever might find this,

this is the last confession of Thomas Riley,

a poor sinner.

Bless me Father,

bless me God,

for I have sinned.

I have caused a good man,

Father John Thornton, to lose his life.

I allowed my stubbornness to blind me.

Those statues bleedin', the spirits of the dead children,

they were signs of the evil in this house.

I don't want to think,

I don't want to think of what happened to these children,

but God,

God in heaven, help me save this one child.

Kathleen's child.

Your child.

So I can make amends for my sins.

If I was born here,

I can die here.

God,

be with me now.

In the name of Jesus Christ, our God and Lord,

strengthened by the intercession and the immaculate,

Virgin Mary, Mother God,

(nuns chanting)

our blessed Michael, the archangel,

of the blessed apostles Peter and Paul and all the saints,

(nuns chanting)

and powerful and holy authority of our ministry,

(nuns chanting)

we covet what the other takes in reproach.

(nuns chanting)

God the righteous, whose enemies are scattered

and also hidden.

(speech drowned out by chanting)

The smoke is...

God the Father, God the Father commands you.

God the Son commands you.

God the Holy Ghost commands you!

Be gone, Satan.

Be gone, Satan!

Be gone, Satan!

(baby crying) Inventor and master

of all deceit, enemy of man's salvation.

(baby crying)

What?

(Thomas breathing raggedly)

(Thomas cries out)

Christ.

- Welcome home, Thomas.

(flesh squelching) (Thomas grunting)

(baby crying)

Hush, child.

♪ Hail queen of heaven ♪

♪ The ocean star ♪

♪ Guide of the wanderer here below ♪

♪ Thrown on life's surge ♪

♪ We claim thy care

♪ Save us from peril and from woe ♪

♪ Mother of Christ ♪

♪ Oh star of the sea;

♪ Pray for the wanderer 7

♪ Pray for me ♪

♪ Oh gentle, chaste, and spotless maid ♪

♪ We sinners made our prayers through thee

♪ Remind thy Son that He has paid ♪

♪ The price of our iniquity ♪

♪ Virgin most pure ♪

♪ Star of the sea ♪

♪ Pray for the sinner, pray for me ♪

♪ Sojourners in this vale of tears ♪

♪ To thee, blessed advocate, we cry

♪ Pity our sorrows, calm our fears ♪

♪ And soothe with hope our misery ♪

♪ Refuge in grief, star of the sea

♪ Pray for the mourner, pray for me ♪

♪ And while to Him who reigns above ♪

♪ In Godhead one, in person three

♪ The source of life, of grace, of love ♪

♪ Homage we pay on bended knee

♪ Virgin most pure ♪

♪ Star of the sea ♪

♪ Pray for the sinner, pray for me ♪

♪ Do thou, bright queen

♪ Oh star of the sea;

♪ Pray for thy children ♪

♪ Pray for me ♪