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Ah.

You know what I love about the Catholic Church?

The candles, costumes and the music.

And the Mass.

They give you a miracle before breakfast every morning.

They've got communions, confessions, processions,

holidays, holy days, feast days.

The smell of incense

and the roar of the crowd.

Now that's entertainment.

Mrs. Phelps to admitting, please.

Dr. Prior, how's my brother?

He's got a broken arm, a concussion, two broken ribs.

He'll be okay. Honest.

Thank God.

Do you know how to get in touch with your brother's wife?

She's visiting her mother. I don't know how to reach her.

- Can I see him, please? - I don't see why not. 206.

Mm.

Hey, ugly.

Hi, Steve.

- Did you fall off the curb? - Heh, hmm.

Somebody ran a red light and hit you, or what?

Well, what happened?

It was no hit-and-run accident, Steve.

What do you mean?

I'm in trouble

with a hood named Harry Deal.

What's he got on you?

Um, a couple of years ago, me and a few buddies

we had nothing to do on a Saturday night

tsk, so we robbed a supermarket.

- Oh, Eddie. - I know.

The whole thing went sour.

The cops came, everybody got busted except me.

I got out the back somehow.

I went to this bar, you know, and I just sat there.

And I was drinking, you know.

- Waiting for the cops to come. - Hmm.

And that's when this guy Harry Deal showed up out of nowhere,

told the cops I'd been drinking with him all night.

For some reason, they bought it and backed off.

So why'd this guy give you an alibi?

He said I reminded him of himself when he was a kid.

He said he thought I had potential,

all I needed was a break.

Made me feel like...

Like you weren't a bum.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

He sent me to electronics school, Steve.

He paid for the whole...

I knew something was fishy, but, you know, this was my chance.

Anyway, I didn't hear from him for a long time.

I thought he forgot about me, but he didn't.

It's payback time, Steve.

He asked me to do a job for him.

So what did you tell him?

I told him no. I said I got a wife.

- I got a kid on the way. - Yeah, yeah, you do.

So he sent his two goons to run me down.

He's gonna kill me.

Eddie,

what did the two goons look like?

I wanna see Harry Deal.

And if he wants his job done right, he's gonna wanna see me too.

Why would a knockout like you wanna wear an outfit like that?

Are you Harry Deal?

Put on a red dress, baby.

Be somebody.

You could have any man you want.

Do you know that,

Steve Oskowski?

How do you know my name?

It's my business to be well informed.

You asked for this meeting.

What can I do for you, pretty lady?

I'm here to tell you that I will keep up Eddie's end of the bargain

if you lay off him.

You're gonna replace Eddie?

Baby, you're cute.

You see, thanks to me, Eddie has certain skills

in electronics.

And as much as I would enjoy working closely with you

it's Eddie I need.

Look, you got a job you need done, I got skills of my own.

I can get into places that you can't because I'm a nun.

Now, I'll help you,

but you've gotta cut Eddie loose.

Honey, I can't do that.

The people that I do business with would think I've gone soft.

Look, it's a trade.

It's a trade, all right? Me for Eddie.

Baby, you sold me.

I'll take you for Eddie.

But I want something.

A token, to seal our bargain.

I don't have anything.

I'll take that cross you're wearing around your neck.

I can't.

They gave this to me when I took my vows. I never take it off.

Gotta have it or it's no go.

Why?

A sign of faith. My kind.

Oh, that's very nice.

You got a deal.

Me.

Hey, ugly.

Shut up!

How are you feeling?

I sort of feel like I got hit by a car.

Oh, I called Janie in Cleveland. She's on her way home.

No, Steve. No, you can't let her come here.

- Harry Deal is still after me. - Listen, I took care of it. All right?

Harry Deal is out of your life.

How'd you do that?

Told you I had connections.

Just put a little pressure on him and he folded.

So listen, you take a nap, all right?

I'll be back later.

Okay.

Bye.

I just called the convent. Steve didn't sleep there last night.

Marie, Steve is a grown woman.

She's entitled to privacy and we can't be checking on her.

Something's happened to her, I know it. I had a strange dream last night.

Please, Marie. I'm sure that there's nothing to worry about.

- I hope you're right, Father. - I know I'm right.

- Are you all right? - Steve! Where were you?

When you didn't come for breakfast...

Hold on, hold on, one at a time, okay?

You didn't sleep at the convent last night. We were a little concerned.

My brother Eddie, had a car accident. I stayed with him at his hospital.

- Oh, Steve. STEVE: No, it's okay. He's all right.

Well, I'm glad to hear that, but I wish you would have called me.

Frank, please. I'm okay.

Everything's all right?

I'll get it.

Something's wrong and I don't like it.

Hello, friends.

Strawberry rhubarb strudel, Marie. I hope you like it.

What's the occasion?

No occasion. I was just thinking of my friends at St. Michael's

and I wanted to bring over a small token of my esteem.

Told you there was something wrong.

Heh, I can't blame Marie for being skeptical.

Usually I just drop in and then dash out

totally preoccupied with my petty concerns, heh.

I've decided a friend like you deserves better, Frank.

I'm going to spend some quality time with you.

That's very nice of you, Phil, but I've really got a busy schedule today.

Please, Frank. I'm trying very hard to be less self-absorbed. heh.

It's the only way I can think of to take my mind off my problems.

What problems?

There's a new priest at the archdiocese, Father Xavier.

He majored in theology and public relations

at the American University in Rome.

Oh, I'm impressed.

So's the bishop.

But I've spent a little time with Father Xavier,

and he is not the humble young priest the bishop thinks he is.

Well, have you pointed this out to His Eminence?

Not yet.

But believe me, this Father Xavier is ambitious, insensitive,

and totally self-serving.

Seems to me I know a young priest like that.

- Marie. - I'll get the forks.

Phil, you think it's possible

that you could be a little jealous of this Father Xavier?

Jealous? Heh, hardly.

I just have to find a way to get rid of him.

Another good friend. Hello, Sister, how are you?

- How are things? - Fine.

Frank, I have to run an errand.

Can you handle the catechism class alone?

- Where are you going? - I'll help Frank with your class, Sister.

Thanks, Phil.

Quality time, Frank.

Steve?

Yes, may I help you?

Yes, hello. I'd like to see Mr. Underwood, please.

Uh, do you have an appointment, Sister?

Mm-mm, I'd like to talk to him, though.

Our parish is having a fundraising drive.

Please come in. I'll see if Mr. Underwood is free.

Thanks.

I'm sorry, Sister, Mr. Underwood is indisposed.

Perhaps you could phone ahead next time.

I'll do that. Actually, I wanted to ask...

Excuse me, Sister.

Just put that in the living room please.

Yes, ma'am.

To the left.

That's it.

That's an incredible painting.

The Temptation of Christ, by Paluzzi.

Mr. Underwood purchased it last month in London.

Hmm.

I'll tell you a secret.

Mr. Underwood is hosting a dinner for the bishop this weekend

and that painting is going to be his surprise gift to the diocese.

Hmm, that's very generous of him.

That is a secret. You won't tell, will you, Sister?

- I mean, I can trust you, can't I? - Hmm.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Is there something else I can help you with, Sister?

Well, actually, there is, yeah.

I've been trying to get Father Dowling to buy one of these for the rectory

but he just doesn't want to go for it.

Does this really work? I mean, how foolproof is it?

Oh, it's very effective.

Must be complicated to operate though, huh?

No, not really.

Would you mind showing me?

Heh, uh...

Yes, I just punch this button and the system is functional.

Anyone opening any window or door in the house would set off an alarm.

Like this?

Heh, yes, exactly like that, Sister.

Is there anything else that I can help you with?

No, that should do it. I'll see myself out.

Thank you.

Hello?

Trust.

Thank you.

Eddie, I'm afraid. What's gonna happen to you?

Oh, honey.

Father Dowling.

Eddie.

Steve told me you were here.

Yeah. Uh, this is Janie, my wife. Father Dowling.

- How do you do? - Hello, Father.

How do you feel?

Oh, you know, uh, broken arm, couple of cracked ribs

bang on the head. Nothing much, I'm okay.

I know this is a shock to you

but I assure you this is a fine hospital

and your husband will get excellent care here.

But the men who did this, they're gonna come back

and they're gonna do it again. Only this time, they're gonna kill him.

No, she, uh, doesn't know what she's talking about, Father.

You know, what with her being pregnant and the accident, she's kind of a wreck.

Aren't you, honey?

Yeah, I'm nervous.

Hmm.

Well, I give you both my blessing.

- If I can do anything, just call me. - Yeah, we will. Thank you, Father.

- Bye-bye. - Thank you, Father.

You all right, Steve?

- Fine. - Hmm.

Frank, you're gonna have to take my youth group tonight.

I gotta go somewhere.

Steve.

I've known you too long and I know you too well

not to be able to tell when you're in trouble.

And right now, you look like that scared little girl

I caught shoplifting in Woolworth's about 10 years ago.

- What's your point, Frank? - Steve.

You know there isn't anything you can't tell me.

It's time, Sister.

I know.

Ready?

Yeah.

Car's out front.

Who are they?

I can't talk to you now, Frank, I gotta go.

Steve.

Well, how'd it go?

I know how Underwood's security system works.

If the alarm goes off accidentally,

the security company calls to see if there's a problem

and they ask for a password,

and you give it to them.

They know it was a mistake,

and they ignore it.

I know the password.

That's my kind of girl.

Mr. Underwood's password is "trust."

That's it. I'm out of here.

Steve,

we're not finished yet.

I'm gonna lift that new painting of his today.

We're gonna need you at the Underwood house.

Why?

We're gonna need a woman to answer the phone

when the security company calls.

Mr. Underwood's at his office.

The housekeeper will be away. Family emergency.

No. No, I've done enough.

Sweetheart,

nobody's gonna get hurt,

including you,

if you do this.

And if you don't, the bargain's off.

I'm gonna have to go see Eddie.

You do wanna do this for me, don't you, sweetheart?

Hello, Marie.

Hi, Frank.

Hi.

Would you excuse us, Marie?

You bet.

Just what do you think you're doing?

- I can't tell you. - You must!

Now those two new friends of yours are clearly mob types.

And at the hospital your brother's wife said

that someone was out to get your brother.

Steve, you're doing something to try and protect him, aren't you?

- Leave me alone. - I won't leave you alone!

Let me help you.

There has to be a way we can work this out together.

If there was, don't you think I'd tell you?

There isn't!

You can only get hurt, Frank!

If this is what I think it is, it's a mortal sin.

You gonna turn me in?

You know I wouldn't do that.

Eddie.

Steve has gotten into a lot of trouble trying to protect you.

- I don't understand. - Neither do I.

Not all of it.

What I do know is that she's involved with gangsters.

What gangsters?

She won't tell me.

But all of this has happened since your accident.

Now, you tell me what is going on?

All right.

I owe a hood named Harry Deal a favor, a big one, and he called in his card.

I'll bet that Steve struck up some kind of a bargain with Harry Deal.

Offered to help him if he'd leave you alone.

Oh, no, no.

She can't do that, Father. Not for me.

Where can I get a hold of this Harry Deal?

I have a number that I always called if I needed to reach him.

Yeah, here.

Deal's a very bad guy.

He'll hurt her.

Not if I can help it.

Father Dowling, what a pleasure.

Do I know you?

Our paths have crossed many times, but we've never met.

Ronald, Roland,

some refreshments for our guest.

I'm warning you, Deal.

Keep Steve out of your plans.

But I need her, Father.

Besides, the girl's crazy about me.

You're asking her to break her vows! To lose her immortal soul!

That would be terrible.

But unfortunately, Father, she and I already have an arrangement.

Steve wouldn't do anything to interfere with my plans.

I'll do it.

Whatever she was gonna do for you, I'll do. Take me instead of her!

I'm so impressed.

Such self-sacrifice.

There seems to be so much of it going around these days.

It's like the flu.

Would you care to do the honors, Father?

That's blasphemy.

Deliberate blasphemy.

Don't knock it until you tried it, Father.

As far as your noble offer, Padre,

I'm afraid it's too late to make a change.

The girl is mine.

- Where's Steve? - She just rushed out the back way.

Did she say where she was going?

She got a call. I took a message.

Uh, she went to a meeting.

What kind of a meeting? Where?

Uh, seventy-two Montgomery Street,

6 pm.

Marie, you gotta drive me there right now.

We're on our way.

Where's the jam?

All that anyone ever thinks about around here is themselves.

Thanks, Marie.

Hello.

Yes, this is Mr. Underwood's secretary. I set off the alarm accidentally.

Yes, of course I know the password, it's "trust."

Thank you.

No!

Deal said nobody would get hurt!

Hit the alarm and run like hell!

Freeze!

Drop that gun. Drop it!

Hold it, boys!

Cuff them and read them their rights.

You have the right to remain silent.

Your pulse is normal, along with your other vital signs.

However,

you do have a mild concussion and we'd like to keep you overnight.

This concussion, it's not serious?

Nothing a good night's rest won't cure.

Oh, thank God.

What about Steve? Sister Stephanie. How is she?

She's still unconscious.

What's wrong with her?

At this point we're not certain. We did a CAT scan,

but nothing significant showed up.

Can't you do something?

For the moment we just have to wait until she regains consciousness.

Dr. Prior,

is there any possibility she won't?

All we can do, Father,

is hope for the best.

There's nothing for the two of you to do here. Why don't you go home?

I should be very angry with you, Father.

You messed up my job.

Both my boys have been arrested.

You've made a general nuisance of yourself.

I am a man of infinite patience, Father,

but you've pushed me to my limit.

Just who are you?

Come on, now, Father.

You know me.

Listen to my voice.

You've heard it many times,

whispering to you in the night.

Who are you?

Father, you're smart.

You think you know who I am but you want me to say it.

You know it wouldn't be to my advantage to identify myself.

In God's name, tell me who you are!

I have many names.

- Many aliases. - Yes, I'll bet you have.

Like Beelzebub, or Scratch, or maybe even the Scottish name for the Devil,

Deal.

Call me Harry.

We're old friends.

What do you want, Deal?

I came to collect what belongs to me. The nun.

- She's mine. - Steve does not belong to you.

Oh, but she does.

She made a bargain. She broke it.

I must collect.

It's in the rules.

I challenge your right to her.

On what basis?

That every American is entitled to a fair trial.

You got a lot of nerve, I'll give you that.

You know, I really don't have to go along with this.

Unless,

you're willing to raise the stakes.

If we have a trial,

and I win,

I get you too.

Now that would be interesting. Wouldn't it, Father?

I agree to your terms.

But Steve must have a jury of her peers.

You got yourself a deal.

Look at this.

What a waste of talent.

Let's get on with it, Deal.

What's the matter? In a hurry to lose?

Showtime, Father.

Your jury, Father.

Billy the Kid.

Bonnie and Clyde.

Baby Face Nelson.

Lizzie Borden.

Charlie Starkweather.

Frank and Jesse James?

Leopold and Loeb.

Heh, Barbara Graham. They're all criminals!

They can all be juvenile delinquents,

just as Miss Oskowski once was.

Jury of her peers, Father.

That's not what I meant. This isn't justice.

You want justice? I can just take the girl and go.

No.

It's all right.

I'll agree to the jury.

I thought you might.

Here comes the judge.

Why, that's Judge Roy Bean, the Hanging Judge.

Old friend of mine.

I'm on.

Your Honor,

ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

this young woman, Miss Stephanie Oskowski,

came to see me.

She asked me to help her.

I made her the usual offer,

standard contract,

quid pro quo.

And she took it,

of her own free will.

I kept up my part of the bargain.

I always do.

But she didn't.

She broke her word.

Stephanie Oskowski

double-crossed me!

I want

what belongs to me.

She made the same deal

that each of you made,

for the same price

that each of you paid,

without exception.

Now, I ask you,

ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

why should Stephanie Oskowski go free?

Thank you.

Go get them, Padre.

Your Honor,

ladies and gentlemen of the jury,

I'm Father Frank Dowling from St. Michael's Parish.

I'm a Catholic priest,

and at the moment I'm defending

Stephanie Oskowski, who's a Catholic nun

of her own free will.

But I'm not here as a priest

defending a nun.

I'm here as a man defending a young woman

whose soul is so pure and whose heart is so loving.

But loving hearts, rare as they are,

are not confined to one religion.

Now, Harry Deal is right.

Steve, Sister Stephanie,

did come to him,

did ask him for help,

and did make a bargain.

Harry Deal, that infinite evil,

demanded from her

what he got from you.

Her soul,

in return for a favor, which she offered gladly

of her own free will.

- But not for herself. - Heh.

It was for her brother, Eddie.

It was Eddie who made a deal with the devil.

Eddie, who in a weak moment gave into temptation

and traded his soul for personal gain.

But Eddie came to regret what he had done,

as I'm sure all of you have.

And Eddie, who made the same bargain that you made,

cried out to his sister for help.

She didn't hesitate.

She told Eddie she loved him. She told him she would help him.

So she went to Harry Deal

and offered herself in place of her brother.

"Greater love hath no man

than that he lay down his life for his brother."

But she not only offered her life,

she offered her soul!

What Stephanie Oskowski has done, ladies and gentlemen,

is the ultimate act of love.

The ultimate act of selfless charity.

And that should be rewarded!

Not punished.

Now, Harry Deal has pointed out

that each and every one of you is paying an eternal price

for the deal you made with the devil.

And yet, I know

that each one of you must've had one moment,

one moment,

when you clearly saw the horror of what you'd done.

One moment when you longed to cry out for help,

as Eddie did.

Only for you

there wasn't anyone there.

If each one of you had had someone,

someone who loved you,

someone who forgave you,

no matter what your sins,

wouldn't your lives have taken a different course?

Wouldn't that love have given you the strength

to turn your back on the Devil?

And if that someone

were Sister Stephanie,

she wouldn't look upon you with fear or disapproval.

With all her heart,

she would want to help you.

With all her heart, she would pray for you.

This is your chance to do for someone

what no one ever did for you.

You must free her.

You must.

The jury will now take this case under deliberation.

Has the jury reached a decision?

Yes, we have, Your Honor.

We find the defendant, Stephanie Oskowski...

Sleeping in late this morning, huh, Frank?

Oh, Steve, Steve...

Oh.

Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine, I'm fine.

Little headache, you know?

I had a couple of really weird dreams.

I really did it this time, Frank.

What are we gonna do?

You don't have to worry about Harry Deal anymore.

I've taken care of that situation.

How'd you do that?

Well, I...

I made him an offer he couldn't refuse.

- Can I get out of this? - No. Hospital rules.

- Yes, but it's so... - Frank, she didn't make the rules.

- It's her job. - Thank you, Sister.

If you'll excuse me.

By the way,

- I think this belongs to you. - How did you get this?

Don't ask, Steve.

Having a race?

- That's very funny. - This will cheer you up.

Mr. Underwood has asked me to express his gratitude

to you and Sister Stephanie for preventing the robbery

and saving Mrs. Blanchard's life.

I'll add mine to that.

Hmm, it was our pleasure.

What about Harry Deal?

The two hoods we arrested aren't talking,

but it looks like Harry Deal skipped town.

Hi. I'm sorry. I could've been here sooner

but Father Prestwick was late picking me up.

Where is Father Prestwick?

He's downstairs parking the car.

Hiya, Phil.

Pardon?

Have we met?

Our paths have crossed a couple of times.

I'm a facilitator.

I make things happen,

for a price.

A facilitator?

Yeah.

If you have a problem,

like a young priest trying to edge you out,

give me a call.

Oh, my card.

It's in your top pocket.

Thanks.