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[suspenseful music playing]

Sister Clodagh... It's no good, Joseph.

[sighs] I pray Sister Ruth and Father Roberts

‐have found shelter... ‐But Lemini,

‐Lemini,they're already here. ‐What do you mean Joseph?

We're keeping them warm. Sister Briony, thank you.

[Briony] Would you like a brandy?

[Roberts] Very good. Thank you.

[Briony] Oh, Sister Clodagh, thank heavens!

[Clodagh] Oh, Father, thank God!

‐[Roberts] Sister Clodagh... ‐Dear Father.

Thank God, you're safe and sound.

The good Lord was looking out for me.

And Sister Ruth!

I don't know how she found the strength to guide me.

God must surely have come to her assistance.

Bravely done, Sister Ruth.

[Briony] Come and get warm, Sister Clodagh.

Ah, I'm so sorry you haven't had a more pleasant start

to your visit.

And you, Sister Adela, welcome to Mopu.

It's so good to have you with us at last.

It seems, Sister Clodagh, the good Father and I

have arrived not a moment too soon

to bring succor to the community of St. Faith.

[suspenseful music playing]

‐[wind rushing] ‐[bells chiming]

‐The body of Christ. ‐[Clodagh] Amen.

‐[Roberts] The body of Christ. ‐Amen.

‐[Roberts] The body of Christ. ‐Amen.

‐[Roberts] The body of Christ. ‐Amen.

‐[Roberts] The body of Christ. ‐Amen.

The school is rather well set up, I think.

[Adela] It's a shame the children couldn't answer

your questions about the Creed, Father Roberts.

Well, we must give them time, Sister Adela.

Rome wasn't built in a day.

‐Idolatry. ‐[Roberts] Well...

in some ways, perhaps.

[clattering]

[Roberts] In many respects, you do appear

to have created order from chaos,

but I can begin to understand why Sister Philippa

felt compelled to leave. There are distractions, Father,

and there have been difficulties.

But we are finding our way. I really think we are, now.

Good. This school is most impressive.

[nervous laugh]

‐[wind rushing] ‐[bells chiming]

There's a change in you, Sister Clodagh. A change?

If you're struggling, you must tell me.

Sister Ruth, Father. I hope you can see...

she is not well. I fear her mind is fragile.

She was robust enough to save me from the elements.

And she fears for your fragility, Clodagh.

For the spiritual health of what you're building here

at St Faith's.

‐She was very frank with me. ‐But that's part of it, Father.

Sister Ruth is determined to make an enemy of me.

Her soul is troubled.

She is not an easy personality.

But you must remove the beam from your own eye, child.

You are only as human as your sister.

[Clodagh] Yes, Father.

Mother Dorothea has always warned me about my pride.

Did you heed her warning?

What kind of success will you have made of this community

if it has no place for the troubled or the difficult?

It's because Sister Ruth chafes your soul

that you must embrace her all the more tightly.

She is your scourge and your test.

But Father, please,

you must take her back with you to Darjeeling,

or I fear that something awful will happen, she's‐‐

Enough, Clodagh. Love Sister Ruth.

Yes, Father.

[clattering]

[indistinct whispering]

[chain rattles]

[baby cry echoing]

[woman's screams echoing]

It is Lent. Use these weeks

to dedicate yourselves with new rigor

to the service of our Lord. We have vowed to do so.

I only pray that all will now be well at Mopu.

[wind rushing]

[birds tweeting]

[dramatic music playing]

[Clodagh] What do you see?

[wind rushing]

Don't let me fail. I can't fail.

I can't fail.

‐There are lumps in it. ‐It's full of goodness.

Thy bounty through Christ our Lord,

‐Amen. ‐[sisters] Amen.

[dramatic music playing]

‐[door closes] ‐[Dean] Ah, here you are.

Your priest left the most extraordinary missive

in my bungalow, Sister Clodagh. His parting shot, I presume.

[Briony] Let me get you a bowl, Mr. Dean.

Now, stand down your spoon, Sister Briony, my belly is full.

I'll wait for you in your office.

Doesn't look like it'll take long.

[Adela] That man seems to think being the General's agent

means he can behave like a savage.

Mr. Dean's manners may be rough, Sister,

but his heart's in the right place.

Yes, Sister Adela, y‐‐ you wouldn't think it,

but he's ever so kind.

The devil comes in many disguises, Sister Blanche.

Took you long enough.

That priest of yours certainly seems to be

keeping you all on your toes.

[stammering] Really, to speak like that of a priest

of God's holy church, it's most disrespectful.

I am not a member of your church.

And I give respect to those who earn it.

I presume he discussed this with you,

building your new chapel?

He's a high‐handed sort of fellow, Father Bob.

It seems entirely reasonable to me, Mr. Dean.

Father Roberts is asking if there's a man you trust

to manage the building work,

now that the Mother House in Canstead wishes us to proceed.

Is this your doing?

Surely it makes sense to delegate

such a great deal of work.

You have the tea factory, after all.

Right you are. If that's what you want.

I'll see what I can do.

‐Uh, I'll see you out, Mr. Dean. ‐[Dean] I know the way.

‐[exhales] ‐[goat bleating]

[exhales]

There's something you could be sorting out.

The Holy Man?

I'm surprised Sister Clodagh has put up with him there

in that ungodly state.

Uh, I‐‐ I was given to believe all of this was

the General's land.

It used to actually belong to the General's brother.

[horse snorts]

Well, whoever it belongs to, you must be able to have a word.

I'm afraid the Sunnyasi is the General's brother.

Krishna Rai, he's called.

He was a great general himself in his time,

decorated many times over.

Invited to the funeral of Queen Victoria,

as well as the last couple of coronations.

After the last war, he decided the teachings of Buddha

were the only things he held in any value.

He gave his medals to Toda Rai along with everything else.

I don't think you'll have much luck removing him.

[bell tolling]

[wind rushing]

[dramatic music playing]

[in Nepali]

Thank you.

[in Nepali]

[dramatic music playing]

Who's that?

Sister. I was looking for Angu Ayah.

Have you seen her? She wasn't in the kitchen.

I don't know where she's got to.

Ah, uh, she likes me to say goodbye.

She's, uh, very fond of me, you know.

No matter. Good day to you, Sister. Sister.

His nibs said he was looking for Angu.

He is the apple of her eye. I suppose it isn't surprising.

You can smell that scent he drenches himself in a mile off.

Black Narcissus.

It's as if coal tar or carbolic weren't enough

to keep anyone decent.

[water dripping]

[dramatic music playing]

[indistinct Nepali chatter]

[Nepali chatter and laughter]

‐[birds tweeting] ‐[Clodagh moans]

[moaning]

[man] Don't you ever cut your hair.

‐[flame hissing] ‐[inhales sharply]

[whimpers]

[breathing heavily]

o save us.

[all] O Lord, make haste to help us.

[Clodagh] Glory be to the Father and to the Son

and to the Holy Ghost,

as it was in the beginning, is now,

and ever shall be, world without end.

[all] Amen.

Are you alright, Sister Clodagh? The fasting takes its toll.

There would be no point to Lent without privation, Sister Briony.

We can all do better.

A weakness in one is a weakness in all.

Tomorrow will be a day of silence,

as will each Wednesday until the end of Lent.

Communication will be silent until matins on Thursday.

This will help us all to listen without distraction

to our inner conversation with God.

[ominous music playing]

[Angu] Sister Ruth?

[hushing]

You found the key, huh? It is beautiful, no, huh?

That belonged to Dhanvi. She was a concubine here.

She was very lovely, very young.

Srimati Devi got it in her head

that Dhanvi was the reason her lover abandoned her.

Is that why Srimati committed such a mortal sin?

It is not a sin, Sister. It is karma.

[chest closes]

[door opens]

[wind rushing]

[Dean] Good day to you, Sister Adela.

Is Clodagh about? Mm.

‐Namaste, Dean. ‐Namaste.

[Dean speaking Nepali]

[door creaks opens]

[Dean] Good day, Sister.

Oh, good God. It's like the Mary Celeste.

Well, in that case, I take it this is not

the right time to discuss the arrangements

for the new chapel.

Don't bother yourself, Sister. It's really not that urgent.

Take care with those. I wouldn't want you to hurt yourself.

[ominous music playing]

[men speaking Nepali]

[Angu and Kanchi arguing in Nepali]

[Dilip Rai] Angu!

Angu, you must stop!

[Angu yelling in Nepali]

I will punish her, sister. You see what they were doing?

[Dilip Rai] Angu Ayah, you must stop!

I knew this girl was no good, ha!

[breathing heavily]

[suspenseful music playing]

[sobs]

[birds tweeting]

[indistinct whispering]

[Clodagh moans]

‐[indistinct whispering] ‐[wind rushing]

[footsteps approaching]

Sister Clodagh. You should go to bed too, no?

I know.

No talking. No eating, no sleeping.

How are you meant to live?

‐[Clodagh sobs] ‐Come. Come. Come sit.

‐Hmm? ‐[sobs]

[Angu] Here.

You take your shoes off, yeah? Huh? Take your shoes off.

Okay.

[exhales]

How are you meant to serve your Jesus Christ

with feet cut up like this, huh? You know, this world...

it is just a bubble of froth.

[dramatic music playing]

[bell rings]

Joseph Anthony.

Can you take this to Mr. Dean please, quickly?

‐It's very important. ‐Yes, Sister Clodagh.

[woman moaning in Nepali]

‐[Blanche] I'm sorry, I don't‐‐ ‐[speaking Nepali]

Joseph, can you help me?

[Joseph] I always helpful, Lemini.

Okay, follow me. Um, what is this lady saying?

[speaking Nepali]

She wants medicine for Om's baby brother, Lemini.

He stopped eating.

[speaking Nepali]

[Joseph] I have to go.

There's, um, uh, nothing I can do to help.

I'm sorry.

[sobs]

[mumbles] Oh, Jesus.

Through the most pure heart of Mary,

I offer thee all my prayers,

works, and suffering of this day... Oh, Jesus.

Through the most pure heart of Mary...

‐[bell tolling] ‐...I offer thee all my prayers,

works, and suffering of this day...

[horse neighs]

Welcome, Excellency.

I hope your journey was pleasant.

Most pleasant, Sister Clodagh.

This is an unfortunate business to return to.

I'm very sorry to trouble you with it, Highness.

Sister? Sister.

I've said what I can, but it may have fallen on deaf ears.

You know, Sister Clodagh,

that the girl is of the lowest caste.

Dilip wishes to say something to you.

Excellency.

[Dilip Rai] Please forgive me, Superior Sister.

Teaching Sisters.

I am very sorry I have broken your rules.

I wish to return to you for my education.

‐But really, I don't see how‐‐ ‐The girl must be dismissed.

Kanchi can't be sent back to the village, Your Excellency.

I'm sorry. I'm sure Mr. Dean has said‐‐

What Mr. Dean has said is of no consequence.

It is our duty as an order, to care for the motherless.

There it is.

I must insist that she stay with us.

Very well. Summon the girl, please.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Toda Rai] Three strokes.

No. Three strokes...

and the girl can stay.

Be a man.

[Kanchi sobs]

[bells chiming]

[Toda Rai] I can see we are making progress,

Sister Clodagh.

I am glad there is going to be a new building here.

I am an admirer of all faith. It brings order to the world.

Today, we have restored order.

I did not like it, but it had to be done.

You British taught me this.

The girl, Sister Clodagh... Kanchi.

[Toda Rai] She may serve as a concubine to Dilip

if he chooses.

That might be the best arrangement all around.

‐[horse neighs] ‐Hup!

It had to be done, I'm afraid.

For a man who likes so much to play the rebel,

I've noticed you're exceedingly inclined

to abiding by the General's rules.

I suppose it helps he pays the wages

that buy you your whisky.

‐Clodagh. ‐Sister Clodagh.

That wasn't right. None of it was right.

What would you have me do? You could've spoken up.

At‐‐ At least tried to save the poor girl.

I can't even save myself.

That's your creed, Sister, a belief in salvation.

I lost my faith in all that a very long time ago.

‐It's the way of the world. ‐We make the world.

I thought God made it. Oh, I see. It's easy for you to be here.

All privilege and no responsibility.

Don't blame me for not being Jesus Christ, sister. Mr. Dean.

Thank you, Sister Ruth.

[horse neighs]

[ominous music playing]

[chains rattling]

[ominous music playing]

[woman screams]

[Adela] We had regular floggings in Canton.

It's the only way they learn.

Perhaps if you had spared the rod occasionally, Sister,

there wouldn't have been an uprising.

I apologize, Sister Adela. That was uncalled for.

Sister Blanche, it's your duty to break your fast.

I'm sorry, Sister Clodagh.

[Clodagh] You said there's no more news.

The little one was so excited

not to be the youngest any more.

You must pray for Om and his little brother, Sister.

The worst may not happen. Om's such a robust little thing.

Surely, his brother will be the same.

[Ruth] It's not Om she's sorry for, it's herself.

She wants to have a baby of her own. You know it's true.

The way she looks at them,

like she's longing to take a bite out of them.

She wants to have a baby more than anything in the world.

‐And she never will. ‐Sister Ruth. This is inedible.

Sister, you are forbidden to speak in that way.

The truth, you mean?

The truth is meant to bring us closer to God, isn't that right?

But we don't allow the truth here.

You have been unwell.

I thought you were better, I prayed for it,

but now I see that you aren't.

I don't‐‐ I don't want your prayers.

I don't.

You watch me, but she watches you.

Srimati knows what you are.

This has been a testing day for all of us, Sister.

‐This place is not good for you. ‐No, no. No.

You're not sending me away.

Father Roberts tried to warn you,

and you've taken no notice. Sending notes to Mr. Dean.

Touching him!

We'll see who gets sent back to Darjeeling.

Your precious vocation.

It's not a vocation at all. It's bullying!

And selfishness, and rotten to its heart!

Mr. Dean sees what you're like. [laughs]

No wonder he doesn't want you.

Well, you can stop taking that out on the rest of us.

Bed. It's the fasting, and the thin air.

She's just not strong enough.

We'll have you right as rain, Sister Ruth.

It's the thin air, that's all it is,

and not enough to eat. Your body is not suited for it.

Srimati sees!

She sees what you refuse to, you dried‐up old bitch!

[indistinct chatter]

‐Come on... to bed. ‐[Ruth grunts]

[Ruth yelps]

[Ruth panting]

[both grunt]

[Briony] Stop it!

This will help you sleep for a good few hours.

No. [grunting]

Do you like touching me, Sister Briony?

You like the excuse. You do, don't you?

The devil is in you, Sister.

[dramatic music playing]

[Clodagh] "And he said, 'Who made thee a prince

and a judge over us?'"

"'Intendest thou to kill me, as thou killedst the Egyptian?'"

"And Moses feared, and said, 'Surely, this thing is known.'"

"Now when Pharaoh heard this thing,

he sought to slay Moses."

"But Moses fled from the face of Pharaoh,

and dwelt in the land of Midian."

"And he sat down by a well." Sister Adela.

Is there something you'd like to say?

I think it's better said privately. We are a community.

A grievance that festers infects us all.

[Adela] Very well.

I think Sister Ruth is right.

I think you've fallen into bad ways with Mr. Dean,

Sister Clodagh.

Y‐‐ Y‐‐ Your behavior with him is not fitting to a religious.

[stammering] I saw it with‐‐ with Kanchi.

You looked to him for comfort instead of your sisters.

I've tried to be charitable. You are over‐familiar with him.

As a man. It's part of an atmosphere of...

licentiousness.

I don't know what else to call it.

For‐‐ For you to allow such familiarity

between Kanchi and the Young General,

it‐‐ it's no wonder they strayed into sin.

I wouldn't be surprised if you had an inkling

‐of what they were up to. ‐Sister Adela,

how can you say such things?

Are you denying that you saw the boy and girl

were becoming close, Sister?

[drums beating]

[Blanche] Oh, God.

Can't you hear? Drums.

It must mean he's dying. Om's brother is dying.

[Blanche sobbing]

[dramatic music playing]

[mumbled prayer]

[sobs]

[wind rushing]

[liquid bubbling]

[in Nepali]

[women in Nepali]

[Dean in Nepali]

[in Nepali]

[Clodagh] Oh, Sister Blanche.

I had‐‐ I had to do something. Om's mother was so desperate.

I‐‐ I just gave her the oil to rub on his tummy

to make him more comfortable, that's all.

Nothing to harm the poor little soul.

[Dean] You saw the baby was dying,

you must have known it was futile.

But it wasn't medicine.

It wasn't, Sister Clodagh. I swear.

I wouldn't have harmed him for the world. I know.

Go and bathe your eyes, Sister Blanche.

Come, Sister Blanche,

we're all in the good Lord's care.

I'm sorry, Sister Clodagh.

[Dean] A memento of mine from the war.

It's not been fired since I left the army, but...

I've kept it in working order.

[gun clicks]

Do you know how to use it?

I don't think it'll be necessary.

Let's hope not.

Do you think the children will come back after this?

I shouldn't think so. That's it, then.

I have failed entirely.

You can hardly blame yourself for Sister Blanche.

Sister Blanche, Sister Philippa, Sister Ruth.

I should have known.

As soon as we arrived, and the memories started.

My vocation is hollow, Mr. Dean. This place makes you see.

Sister Ruth has seen it.

Sister Ruth is no judge of anything. But it's true.

I didn't enter the order

because I was truly called, Mr. Dean. It was...

It was a man. A boy.

He was just a boy.

They‐‐ They teach us that desire belongs to men.

That‐‐ That we're vessels for your desire.

But our own desire... I knew it was wrong.

A mortal sin. Out of wedlock. The church, my parents, but...

So they forced you into the convent? I chose it...

after... after he'd gone. Did he die?

He didn't... want me, Mr. Dean.

Not as a wife.

He took a boat to America, to escape the war

and make his way in the world, and...

I joined the order. I couldn't bear it, you see.

To be just like any other girl in the village

with a shabby little story to tell.

‐There are worse sins. ‐[Clodagh] I know that.

And now I see. Pride.

It blinds you to all the other sins.

It blinds you to yourself.

Your sweetheart, your boy... If he'd stayed,

and they'd put a uniform on him...

if he'd had been lucky enough to come back to you...

he wouldn't have been the boy you loved.

You'd have seen that, whatever promises you'd made.

You'd have chosen someone else. Someone... whole...

and clean. Someone who could hold you.

Anyone trying to get up here from the valley

has to get by my bungalow.

I'll keep watch once it starts to get dark.

Thank you.

[ominous music playing]

[Clodagh] Glory be to the Father, and to the Son,

and to the Holy Ghost.

[Briony] Your supper, Sister Ruth.

[sisters] As it was in the beginning,

is now, and ever shall be, world without end. Amen.

Thy word, O Lord, will endure forever.

[sisters] Thy word, O Lord, will endure forever.

[Clodagh] Thy truth will last from age to age.

[sisters] Thy word, O Lord, will endure forever.

Glory be to the Father, and to the Son,

and to the Holy Ghost.

[sisters] Thy word, O Lord, will endure forever.

[all] Amen.

[ominous music playing]

[indistinct whispering]

[dramatic music playing]

[blows]

[Angu] He was frightened.

It is a bad night, huh? Too many feelings in the air.

Like the night my lady died. All her love turned to hate.

Poor creature. To end her own life in that way.

No, no. She did not want to do what she did, no.

Oh, no. But the madness of love was in her.

[Clodagh] I'll finish my rounds.

[ominous music playing]

[Adela] Sister Clodagh?

She's gone.

Sister Ruth left.

[Adela] Come.

We can only pray she hasn't fallen,

Sister Ruth is not in her right mind.

If the horse is still in the stable,

she can't have got far on foot.

It's gonna be a long night, Sister Clodagh.

I learned how to shoot in China, if you wish to rest.

Thank you, Sister.

I'll keep vigil till the Angelus.

Please, try to sleep.

I really can't believe the villagers

would do us any harm. I fear this is a wicked place.

You should use this time to pray.

[birds tweeting]

Sister Ruth. What's this, a fancy dress show?

I had no other clothes. I've left the order. I see.

Have you come to ask for a job at the tea factory?

The world's a harsh place Sister,

especially if you've never had to put food in your belly.

I've been waiting for you, Mr. Dean.

It seems you haven't thought it through very clearly.

You can't be the first nun to have second thoughts.

Surely there's some sort of procedure to follow.

Shouldn't you talk it over with Sister Clodagh?

Sister Clodagh hates me. They all do.

They'll try to say that I'm ill. Tell lies about me.

Why not have a rest?

You've always been so kind to me Mr. Dean.

Thank you.

No. You mu‐‐ You mustn't do that.

No don't do that. Why not? I love you.

I want to be with you always. I love you.

I don't expect you to love me back,

but I'll do whatever you want. I could stay here.

Keep house for you.

Sister Ruth, I'm gonna take you back to the convent.

Take me back to the convent and Sister Clodagh will kill me.

She'll do whatever she can to keep you from me.

All right. All right, all right. Listen to me.

I can only help you if you listen to me.

You want me to stay? Why don't you rest?

‐All right. ‐I'll do whatever you want.

What you did with Kanchi.

It's because you love her, isn't it?

Because you love Sister Clodagh.

‐Ah! ‐I don't love anybody.

[Ruth whimpering]

[sighs]

We'll think of something. Together. Together.

[drums pounding]

[indistinct praying]

[indistinct whispering]

[gasps]

Keep us always mindful of thy presence and love.

‐[gasps] ‐[indistinct whispering]

[birds tweeting]

The most pure heart of Mary.

[bell tolling]

[panting]

[both scream]

[Clodagh screams, grunts]

[Ruth panting]

[both grunting, screaming]

[grunts]

[grunts]

[indistinct whispering]

[ominous music playing]

No!

No!

[crying]

[dramatic music playing]

[gasping]

[Briony] Thank you.

Here you go.

[Briony] Just put that there, please.

Would you give me a hand, please?

Would somebody help me?

Just help me with that. Thank you.

Just put it there please.

Goodbye, Joseph Anthony. Be good.

‐[chuckles] ‐[Joseph] You also, Lemini.

Goodbye, Angu Ayah.

You should go, madam, no? Before the sun gets too high

and fries you like your sausages.

[horse snorts]

[horse neighs]

[horse snorts]

[birds tweeting]

[Dean] Hey. Hold up.

Just a moment Sister Adela.

[horse snorts]

You're travelling light. Lighter than when you arrived.

I told Angu she can do as she pleases

with what's left behind.

She's promised to look after Sister Ruth's grave.

It's the sort of thing Angu's rather conscientious about.

Another ghost.

You're leaving me with more than one.

‐Better for you to forget it. ‐I'll never forget.

Mopu will live in me forever. Every moment of it.

Do you know where they'll send you? Not yet.

I shan't be Sister Superior.

Just a part of one of our communities.

I must follow the will of God.

And if God's will were for you to stay?

Perhaps not in this life. The next then.

A better one.

Goodbye, Mr. Dean.

[Briony] God bless you, dear Mr. Dean, and thank you.

[Dean] Take care, Sister Briony.

God go with you. Mr. Dean.

Katherine. My name was Katherine.

[dramatic music playing]

[thunder rumbles]

[rain pattering]

[thunder rumbling]

[bells chiming]

[theme music playing]