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Throw your map away.

There she is. Talua. Where?

Dead ahead. That's it?

Yep. No wonder I missed it,

half a walnut
on a plate of ocean.

You're learning.

Make the announcement
to our passengers.

We're coming in.

Gentlemen,
nous sommes arrivè.

We are here.
We're going down now.

Tahiti already? Talua.

Talua? Why?

We're stopping overnight.

Hey, Harry! Mon Dieu! Hey!

He says we go down now.

Yeah?
Why wasn't I consulted?

We go down now.

Hey, that ain't Tahiti!

I was dreaming of a nice,
fat native woman.

She was bending over me.

Hey, did I hear him say
we stay overnight?

Overnight? For what? Good jail here, Harry.

Steaks, champagne.

Hey, flyboy! What are we
stopping all night for?

All right, wise guy,
you speak English.

Why don't you answer me
when I ask you a question?

Where are we?

Talua.

Talua, that's at least
500 miles from Tahiti.

Yeah. Why are we stopping overnight?

I think I'm the reason.
I get off at Talua.

So that takes 10 minutes.

What are they staying
all night for?

Well, I believe we're going
to... You are a passenger, Father.

You are not the cruise director.
I'll answer the questions.

Then answer the questions.
What are we doing here?

Why are we staying overnight?

You crud!

It's my fault. I'm sorry
if I inconvenienced you.

It's all right, white-collar.

But the next time,
you'd better tell me about it.

All right, flyboy,
you can put her down now.

The plane! The plane!
She's coming in!

Hmm? Huh?

Ahh.

After you, monsieur. Allez.

I appreciate
the argument.

What,
no reception committee?

Allez!

No champagne, huh?

Ah, au revoir, champagne.
Au revoir, filet mignon.

I apologize, Charlie.
These people cannot be French.

There would be champagne
for everybody.

Hey, white-collar!

What happened?
No reception committee?

You can register at the hotel.
They have rooms upstairs.

Shall I register for you? No, thanks.

I have accommodations.

You have accommodations
on every island.

Courage, my boy.
It takes time.

Oh, look!

Don't lock the door
tonight, cherie!

I'm coming back
with a big surprise.

Come on!
Allez! Marchez!

Well, I leave you here.

Oh, don't look now,

but we have
an important spectator.

Who?

The governor, at his balcony.

He's not going to like
the visitors we brought

to his island paradise.

I'll have some
explaining to do.

Be thankful now you are
the copilot.

Au revoir. Au revoir.

Goodbye for now.

So long, white-collar.

Good luck
with your flock.

'Flock.' Island pigs. Allez!

God go with you.

God? Who's he?

Search me.
I never heard of the man.

Allez!

It's a way of swearing.
You know, mon Dieu.

Oh, Jacques.

Thank you for everything,
for getting me here safely.

Wait a few weeks before
you thank me, Father.

Goodbye and good luck.

Hello, Father. Hello. Is Father Doonan here?

Yes. Come in, please.

He's in there. Thank you.

Father Doonan.

Father Joseph Perreau.

Well,
welcome to paradise.

Have a seat.

Perreau?
French, huh?

My father was French-Canadian.
My mother's American.

I was born in North Dakota.

Well, the name will help anyway.

Probably one of the
reasons they sent you.

They're getting smarter
up on the hill.

Father Superior did say
that he...

Yes,
I can guess what he said.

How was your trip? All
right, for the most part.

We did have a little excitement.

There were
three convicts aboard...

Yes, yes. I saw them
and I heard them.

We'll put 'em to work.
They looked able-bodied.

They're only staying
overnight. Learn this now.

You grab whatever
you can for labor.

You grab it or you beg for it.

Most of the labor you get
will be convict labor.

Don't be sensitive. I see.

No, you don't see.
But you will soon enough.

There's a job to be done up at
the hospital, and they'll do it.

How tired are you?

Oh, I'm rested enough.

I've been sitting
on planes for 72 hours.

Good. We'll start breaking
you in right away then.

We'll leave
for the hospital this morning.

The sooner the better.

And, uh, before I clear
out of here tomorrow,

I'll introduce
you to the governor.

You can form
your own opinion about him.

And I'll also bring you together
with some of the

noble Christians of the town.
The brethren.

You'll want to wash up first.
I'll show you.

Do you remember
when France was called

the eldest daughter
of the church?

Yes, I do.

Well, she's slipped
a little, with my help.

The john's in there.

It's a little messy in here now,

but we'll be sleeping
up at the hospital tonight.

Have you had
your breakfast?

I said, have you
had your breakfast?

Breakfast?

Oh, no, not yet.

We'll grab some coffee
and a bun over at the bistro.

Oh, uh, I'd prefer to say
Mass first,

if it's all right with you,
if there's time.

No, there isn't time.
But it's all right.

After all, that's what
you came for, isn't it?

Yes, it is, Father.
One of the things.

Well, then you do it.
You just go ahead and do it.

They'll be off the island
and out of your hands

tomorrow afternoon.

And so will Father Doonan.

He's leaving with us.

Father Doonan
does not concern me.

His bishop is removing him.
I had nothing to do with it.

Well, of course, sir.
I understand.

Father Doonan!
Father Doonan!

It is his fault I have
to tolerate this riffraff

on my island,
even 24 hours.

Anybody else could get his
business conducted and be gone.

But not Father Doonan.
No. He needs a whole day.

But he has to show
everything to the new priest,

introduce him around.

These men are not
too difficult, sir.

I'm certain
there will be no problem.

You are certain, eh?

Have you read this?

A guard was stabbed when they
broke out of Tahiti jail.

These men are desperadoes
Tahiti found necessary

to keep under
all possible restraint.

Potential murderers.

If they escaped
from Tahiti jail,

they can escape
from here a lot easier.

They might break into the home
of some family at night.

No problem.

Go back!

They may not know any better,
but you do!

You lay that gun butt on me
one more time,

I'm gonna strangle you
with these things

till your eyes come out!

All right, my little friend,
we have a place for you.

Cool and comfortable.
Let's go.

Everybody letting off
a little steam, eh?

Yeah.
Must be contagious.

Let's go.

Grellou!

Yes, sir.

My telephone call to Tahiti,

the volcanic observatory.
What happened to it?

They are trying, sir. It should
come through any minute.

I will check again.

It's coughing again,
the old devil.

But it's coughed before.

Get out. Get out.

I have more important things
to think of than you,

this scum you bring me. Yes, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Your call, sir.
Tahiti is ready.

Hello?
Uh, speaking. Oui.

I am not unduly excited!

I reported once before
this morning

that the mountain belched!

I'm reporting again!

Two minutes ago. Yes.

This time, darker cloud,

smoke.

You stopped? Why?

Have a look.

The old dog teaching
the new dog tricks.

Begging. Poof!

Why must they always do that?

They must be going
up to the hospital.

Which is why they'll
get nothing. Watch.

What did I tell you?

Mon pere!

Tomorrow afternoon,
3:00. We take off.

You'll be ready?

Our island-hopping Casanova.

The young lady with him,
is she a parishioner?

Name of Clarisse,
part French, part island.

I can remember
when she went to Mass.

Well, he's a good pilot.

He's a better salesman,
I think.

He's better
than I ever was.

You weren't exactly
selling the same wares.

No.

Can I ask a question? Why not?

Why, when they insult you
that way, do you go on begging?

I guess it's a kind of a game
we play between us

to see which of us
can be meaner

in the eyes
of heaven.

This is my last day,

but I'm not going to
let them off the hook.

Watch this performance.

Gaston.

Gaston, your new shepherd,
Father Perreau.

Perreau?
Français?

French and American.

Well, it's better than nothing.

It's... He means it's better
than being Irish,

New York Irish,
especially, huh, Gaston?

Bonjour, mon pere.
Welcome to Talua. Thank you.

Oh, and in the doorway,
click, click, Madame La Farge.

Bah! Bonjour, mon pere. Bonjour, madame.

We dine with you. Oh.

Coffee and croissants. Oui.

And I know that as
God-fearing Christian people,

you will want to contribute
a little something,

anything at all,
to those less fortunate.

Oh, why do you do this?

You'll see, the hospital gets
official provisions

twice a month.
Is not enough?

No, it is not enough,
and you know it.

Oh, I gave a whole package
of sugar last time.

That was six months ago.
Now it is that time again.

And your wife I am sure

will want to contribute
a little something

out of that
very spacious wardrobe

that she prizes so much.

Nothing out of Dior,
you understand, madame.

A rag. Anything.

Oh, what's the good of dressing
up those little, uh, corpses?

That's what they'd be all right,
I guess, if you had your way.

All right, I'll look.

Merci, madame.

I have one more call to make.
Be right with you.

Good morning, Louis. Bonjour, mon pere.

I have to go up to the hospital.
Just the usual magazines, Louis.

I wouldn't think of asking
for anything more.

Uh, no, no, no, no.

Eh, no, no.
Oh, this is new.

Last month's only.

Okay, Louis.
Anything you can spare.

Though she's pregnant, she's still popular.

Yeah.

Is that it, Louis?

Thank you very much.

It's all right, Fouquette.

You can open your eyes
now and talk. I'm leaving.

Some priest.
Cognac and sex magazines.

The magazines?
They're for the hospital.

You think he read them?

If I know this one,
first he reads them.

Tomorrow he goes.
Good riddance.

You bet.

Allez! Allez!

Let's go.

Father Perreau. Aristide.

We are late
getting started.

It is going to be hot.

How is she running?

Who knows?
I work on her all morning.

I hate
the combustion engine.

She is just
like the woman.

So I treat her
like the woman.

Big stick, ha,
little affection.

Ha, let her bump
her way to hell.

All right. But first,
to the compound.

All right boys,
in the truck.

You've got three more.
The new ones, where are they?

Come... Oh now,
come on. Come on.

I've got things to fix
at the hospital.

I need men
who can swing a hammer.

Come on!
We're late and it's hot!

Talk to the governor.

Have you got 'em in that pit
in this weather with no air?

Why, they'll die in there.

We have buried better.

Get 'em out! Now!

You don't order me, Father.

You or God.

Uh-uh, Father!

These men are killers. And this is murder.

Get that gate closed!

Close that trap.

Corporal!
Let the prisoners up.

Come on, come on, come on. Come on, up!

Come on! You're all right. You'll make it.

Here. I got him.
All right, I'll get him.

I got him, I got him.

Open the gate.

Cognac, quick. There's some in my bag.

Lousy, stinkin' cruds.

Ah, take it easy, take it easy.
You'll be all right.

I'm taking these men with me.

Still giving orders, huh?

You can't run your own church,
but you continue to tell me

how to run this island.

I'm entitled to free convict
labor, all you've got.

Father Doonan.

These men are not my
prisoners. They're on this island.

In transit.
They go to Tahiti.

Yeah, and, in the meantime,
stick 'em in the pit, huh?

Let 'em suffocate. You gave
that order, didn't you?

They're potential murderers.
Loose, they are dangerous.

There isn't room enough
for one man in that pit.

You stuck three of 'em
in there to fry alive!

Control yourself.
Keep your voice down.

You haven't begun
to hear me yet.

Tomorrow night
I'll be in Tahiti

in the governor-general's office.

They'll not only
hear me there,

they'll hear me
all the way to Paris!

Have you ever been in that
hole? You're being insolent.

And you're being inhuman
and you know it!

You belong down that hole.

You're crazy.
You've been crazy ever since

you came to this island.

No wonder
you're being replaced.

I haven't been replaced yet.

Those pigs! You know
they could have killed us?

Aw, shut up.

It'll take more than a little
steam to kill you, Butcher.

Look, done your figure good.

At least we have
a cognac breakfast.

All right now,
on your feet, boys.

Turn the truck around, Aristide.

Hey, Holy Joe.

We don't owe you nothing,
so don't start pushing.

Where are you from,
tough guy? I hear echoes.

I've been around.

What's it to you? You spit your T's.

That'd be Jersey, I'd guess.
Maybe Jersey City, huh?

I come from just across
the river, Hell's Kitchen.

We used to eat punks
like you.

Maybe. That's when
you had your teeth.

Father Doonan!

Yes?

I've decided to let you
take the prisoners.

But you will vouch
for their conduct.

You will
be responsible for them.

I think I can handle it.

If they should escape...

If one of them escapes,
you'll answer to me.

Understood, my friend?

All right, on the truck.

You too.

Hop aboard.

Come on, come on.

That's it.

Good heaven's, man,
watch it!

Oh! Oh! Look out!

You fool! That could
have been us, that rock.

All the way
down to hell, eh?

Slow down! Why? We are in a hurry.

I said, slow down!

Please, Father.
Let him watch the road.

Maybe somebody
afraid to die, eh?

Ha-ha-ha!
Hey, how about that?

Do priests go to hell?

Maybe priests
who push people around,

priests
with the bad temper, eh?

Shut up and drive.

Okay by me.

I drive.

You pray.

Matron, the truck is here,
and Father Doonan!

All right, men, on your feet.
Move! There's work to be done.

Move? That's what the man said.

I don't move. Get the doctor.
I'm a hospital case.

Lousy driver. I got
blisters on my bones.

You'll live, both of you.
Come on now, move, move.

Get this stuff unloaded.

Pile 'em against
that building over there.

Mon petit chouchou.
Hello, Marguerite. How are you?

Sonia, how are you?
I got a present for you.

Where's Camille? Off duty. She sleeps.

Et moi? What's
for me? Nothing for you. Noth...

You come up here empty-handed?
Back in the truck.

Oh, excuse me.

Hey, Butcher, we're supposed
to move the junk, not her.

Eh? Oh.

Hey, what do we need this stuff
for? We rebuilding the place?

Only the chapel.
Come on, come on.

We're repairing what? The chapel. The chapel.

Come on, move. Did he say chapel?

I think I heard him, Harry.
Me, I don't like chapels.

Okay, buster,
just keep moving.

The name's Charlie,

and like I said, Mr. Priest,
I don't dig chapels.

I didn't ask you to dig it.
You're gonna repair it.

We're gonna repair it? You heard me.

You hear what the man said.
We're gonna repair it.

Hallelujah! It's the work
of the Lord! Hallelujah.

I don't want
to shake you up, Pops,

but you got
the wrong union.

Father Doonan!
Welcome!

Dr. Wexler!
How are you?

Now you take over here.
After you get all this stuff

piled against that building,

all of it, then give 'em
a ten-minute rest.

I'll be back by that time
to tell you where to start.

Do you know how to use this? Heh. Yes, sir.

I wouldn't advise
any of you to get restless

and make a break for it.

It's a 2000-foot straight drop
to the ocean all around here.

That is, all except the road.
and we'll be watching that.

Of course,
you can always try.

Oh! Oh-oh-oh!
Father Perreau!

I'm sorry. Uh...
Heh-heh.

This is Marguerite,
Father, our matron.

How do you do? Dr. Wexler.

How do you do?

And, uh, nurse Sonia. Hello.

We'll put some meat
on your bones, mon pere.

Where I come from we don't like
les maigrelet, the skinnies!

Give me that bag,
if you would. Thank you.

And for Sonia, uh,
from Madame Poiret, I think.

Oh, merci, mon pere.

Ehh! Muumuus!

An invention of the missionary,
huh? No chic!

Now, for Camille.

Tell her what it is, stupid.
Ah, men!

Well, it's, uh...
It's a scarf, Camille,

or a kind of a shawl.

It has fringe
all around the edges,

and, uh, I guess, you could
wear it over your head,

you know, at noon,

uh, to keep the sun off,
or, I suppose,

in the evening when it's cool,

you could throw it
around your shoulders.

Why don't you put it on?

'Put it on,' he says!
Show her!

You show her.
Oh, It's beautiful!

Oh, it looks
beautiful on you.

A lady in the village
wanted you to have it.

Oh, how nice.

It's lovely on you, cherie.

Now, where is mine?
Where is my present?

I didn't bring you anything. No magazine?

No.

You come up here
without my magazine?

I've brought
you enough magazines.

You shouldn't read that stuff.

I will decide what I read!
I like my magazine.

I need them.

Yeah, they're no good.
They're filth!

So? A little filth,

a little imagination
goes a long way, huh?

It keeps me here
doing your work.

I could be en Paris.

Ahh!

Ha-ha-ha!
You brought them!

Here. Voilà! Brigitte!

And cigarettes?
American?

None of that French duckweed,
huh? Doctor.

Thank you. Ah!

There. Now, now, now, now.

You like it, cherie?

I like it.

This ain't a bad dump.
Too good for a hospital.

Hey, look at that view
down there. Ain't that pretty?

Yeah.

Hey, Harry, what kind
of a hospital is it?

Hey, it's a kid's hospital.

Hey, what's got into them?

Who? Them.

Lepers.

Oh, boy! What I could do with
a nice cold pitcher of beer.

Make it a barrel.

Beer! Pfft!
Beer is for peasants.

But chilled wine
and a warm woman, hmm.

Get away!
Get away from me!

Go on, kid.
Beat it!

Go on back where you belong.
Go on!

You heard what the man said.
Beat it! Scram!

Nappy! Napoleon!

You fools!
There is no danger.

You will not catch anything.

Men!
Big, brave muscle-men!

Idiots!

What's all this?

What are you crying about?

Now, no one with the name
of Napoleon should ever cry.

That's better.

You can relax.

It's not contagious,
except in the early stages.

You don't think I'd bring
you up here, do you?

Now that happens
to be the truth.

There are medicines
now that... Look at me.

I've been handling
them for years.

You got a voodoo, Mr. Priest.
We got no voodoo.

Hmph. It's not contagious.

He says.

We were sentenced
to jail, not leprosy.

Hey. Hey. Hey.

Jean?

Marianne?

Yes, Camille. Coming, Camille.

Doctor's ready
for your new dressings.

Oh, okay. Come on. Okay.

She's pretty, but there's
nothing to grab.

Not enough meat
on the bone.

Still the butcher.

Ah, boucher de chevaline,
horse butcher.

There's a difference.

As they say in Jersey,
vive la difference!

I tell you that's a chick, man.
My kind of chick.

What's she doin' way up here, Harry?

Lost,
up here in this dump?

Search me. I admit, it's a waste.

You know, maybe it ain't
such a waste.

Merci, mon pere.

A day's wages for the workers
in the vineyard.

I'll bet you were
a sweet little altar boy.

Weren't we all?

Be careful, mon frere. Non?

Psst. Psst. Psst.

In the bushes.

Who is it?

It's all right.
Nothing to worry about.

It's a great night, isn't it? Yes.

It smells very sweet.

I never heard
so many squawkin' birds.

They're singing.
They sing loudest for the moon.

People on the island say
the moon is their lost lover.

The birds are begging
for it to return.

They'll be singing
a long time.

You're one of the workmen
fixing our chapel.

Is that what they told you?

Father Doonan also said
you're prisoners.

You're going to jail in Tahiti.

That's right.

I knew he wouldn't
let that pass.

Yeah, I've been a bum
most of my life,

in and out of jails.

What's your name?

Camille.

I don't think you're... What?

What you say, a bum.

The better part of me is,
I guess.

Camille?
That's French, huh?

Half French.
The other half belonging here.

Well, I'd say that
you got two nice halves.

I like the way
they're put together.

Relax, relax.

I just want to tell
you about the moon.

Oh, I'd like that.

And I like
your hand there.

Good.

What name do you have? Harry.

Harry.

You know,
you're much too pretty

to be cooped-up
in a joint like this,

halfway to the top
of the world.

How come?
How come you're here?

I've been here a long time,
many years.

Father Doonan first
brought me to the mountain

when I was a little girl.

I was 8.

You've been here
since you were 8?

I wouldn't want
to be anywhere else.

I like being with the children.
And I'm useful.

Yeah, but, uh, don't you
ever get down to the town?

I mean, if you call it a town,
for kicks, you know?

'Kicks'?
What is kicks?

Well, uh, breaking out, baby.
You know, havin' a few drinks.

Maybe dance a little bit.

Bust up one of the joints
for laughs.

Is that what it's like,
being in town?

You mean you've never been? No. No, never.

You were going to tell me
about the moon, Harry.

Uh, yeah, about the moon.
Well, that was

just conversation,
that was for openers.

Oh, please tell me.

I would like you to tell me,
everything that's out there.

Yeah, but, uh,

that'd be wasting a lot
of precious minutes, baby,

and I haven't got those
kind of minutes to waste.

Besides that, you've seen
it all, eight million times.

No.
I've never seen the moon.

Oh, that's silly.

I'm blind.

Didn't you know?

Didn't you?

No, I-I didn't know.

I'm sorry.

I'm going to kiss you, Camille.

Why, you!

Harry?

Are you all right? It's Father Doonan.

Yes, yes. You interfering crud.

What kind of an animal
are you?

Don't you realize
she's blind? Blind!

I know she's blind, but I'm not!
I saw it and I liked it!

Harry! Harry!

Harry!

Father Doonan!
Harry!

Get back there.

Nice going, Mr. Priest.

You're brave. Real brave.

Harry's been in that
sweat box all morning!

He ain't been eating good,
worked the whole day for you.

And you try to choke him.

Nice going, man! Nice going! Get back, I said!

Get her inside.

Yes, I drink too!
And none of your sermons.

I didn't say anything. It's on your face.

Now, this is your job now.

Get those thugs up
at 5:00 in the morning.

We'll be going down
the mountain before dawn.

Yes, sir.

We'll all be out
of your hair tomorrow.

We'll be
on that plane at 3:00.

Let him go.
He can take care of himself.

Can he? He's half-mad.
He'll soon be drunk.

You didn't see
what I just saw.

He almost killed a man
with his hands.

One of the convicts? Harry.

Maybe Harry
had it coming to him.

From a priest of God?

Your morality,
not mine.

What did you expect to meet?
A saint? Damien of the lepers?

I'd like to help him, doctor.
I happen to know his problems.

There were reports
at the monastery

from everyone,
the governor on down.

You don't know his problems.

You do, I suppose?

I know this much.

You're not going
to help him with...

With your penny
catechism lectures.

I'm sorry. I'm obviously
taking up your time.

Hold a minute, please.

I'm sometimes too old,
too cynical.

Scratch a doctor
and you'll find an atheist.

We'll be working together.
We should be friends.

Tell me, will you?

Somebody tell me,
why is he this way?

I don't mean the alcoholism.
Why has he lost his faith?

Has he lost it, completely?

He's an angry man, yes,

and bitter
and frustrated, but...

Ach! I don't really know about
this thing you call faith.

I'm not a religionist.

Religion, in my opinion,
is for busybodies.

That's good,
coming from you.

You're here when you could be
in a plush office somewhere.

You're here with a handful
of leprous kids.

But religion's
for busybodies?

What are you?

Touchè. But its not called
leprosy anymore.

The official name now
is Hansen's Disease.

Remember that.

Yes, I should have.
I'm sorry.

You know, you and I might have
some good talks together,

just like Father Doonan
and I used to have.

Too often we stayed up
half the night arguing.

Arguing the only

God, the soul,

life, science.

Sit down, my friend.

I'll pour you some coffee.

Father Doonan came to this
island some 16, 17 years ago.

I wasn't here then.
I was on the staff

at Molokai
in the Hawaiian Islands.

From what I'm told, his first
years on Talua were good years.

The church in the village
was full every Sunday,

and he was a good priest.

He made converts among
the natives, many converts.

He built two chapels
out in the country

for our island people.

For two, three years
all goes well,

till the day Father Doonan
stumbles on our horrible secret.

There's Hansen's Disease
on these islands.

Secret? Yes, secret.

This...

This scare word 'leprosy'
terrifies people.

Do they know
what they should know?

Do you know? Of all
the communicable diseases,

leprosy is now the least
communicable. The least.

Since 1924,
we have drugs.

Promin,
diasone, Primazole.

Hansen's Disease is kaput.

Did you know that?

Well, I didn't until
I did some reading

just before
taking this assignment.

I was as guilty as anybody.
I always thought of leprosy

as the horror
of biblical times.

Yeah, 'unclean.' Nonsense!

And Father Doonan knew
it was nonsense.

So 15 years ago
he built this hospital.

Not only for our children,
the children of all the islands.

All you see here he built
with his own two hands

and what convict labor
he could scrounge.

He brought me here.
He needed a doctor.

He gave me no rest.

I came.

You met our matron, Marguerite?

In Paris,
in the Montmartre,

she was a prostitute,
a common streetwalker.

Some of your people, nuns,

got ahold of her
and sent her here.

Father Doonan welcomed her.

For years she is here now,
doing penance.

Noisy but a treasure.

Then with Sonia and Camille,

Father Doonan got himself
a staff, such as it is.

Then what went wrong?

Religion?
The Sermon on the Mount?

Ach, let's be fair.

Human nature.

Our noble citizens of Talua
didn't want a leper hospital,

not on their
beautiful island.

It would kill
the tourist business.

The natives too?
These are their own children.

Everybody turned
against him.

They said,
get rid of your hospital.

When he wouldn't,
when he didn't,

they boycotted him
and his church.

You're a priest,
have you any idea

how it feels to be saying
Mass for yourself alone,

no congregation?

There was nothing of this
in any of his reports

to the monastery.

Why complain?
He probably blamed himself.

But I can tell you
up to a few years ago,

he was still trusting,
praying they'd forgive him.

One day they would
all come back to the Church

and the sacraments.

They never came.

And now here you are,
bright and new,

taking over for him,

taking his hospital,

and asking about faith,
Father Doonan's faith.

Do you know that I never once
heard him blame God?

In the humble opinion
of a scientist,

if there's anything
to that stuff you sell,

he might have gotten
a little,

just a little help
from up there!

Did it come?

No!

I've had to watch a good man...

No saint, but a good man.

crumble, crack open
at the seams.

It's only the last two or three
years he started this drinking.

It's gotten worse.

Faith.

I don't know now
what he believes if anything.

And who cares?

Drunk, crazy, awful temper.

He's, for me, a great man.

My friend,

and a great, great man.

Good morning.

It's not such a good morning, Father.

The three convicts
have escaped.

Where's the constable? He's looking for them.

He must've been sleeping.
We've all be searching.

Ah, well.

Let 'em go. They're halfway down
the mountain by now.

They can't get off the island.
Forget 'em.

All right, Aristide.
Let's go.

Well, uh... Heh.

Dr. Wexler, keep the faith
with bandages.

Take care of yourself, mon ami. Yeah.

Marguerite.

Now be a good girl,
Marguerite, huh?

Be a good girl.

Sonia.

Where's Camille?

Here.

Harry? Camille.

Uh, Camille, uh,

Harry had to leave
a little early and, uh...

But I'll see him on the plane
and I'll say goodbye for you.

And you are going too?

That's right.

Oh, I will
miss you, mon pere.

Yes. Sure.

We're all gonna
miss one another.

But you're gonna be
a good girl, aren't you?

Let's go.

Something's burning.
You smell it?

The engine.
Maybe it's overheated.

This engine?
My engine? Never!

Better stop, Aristide.
We'll check it.

But, mon pere,
I tell you...

I said stop,
didn't I?

Not my engine.

But something stinks.

Sulfur.
It's the mountain again.

It's awfully quiet,
isn't it?

Ahh.

What happened to the birds?

Ahh.

Earthquake.

Mon Dieu.
Mon Dieu.

I just felt the devil
pass under my feet.

Regardez!

We've got company.

Get on.

Oh, bonjour, monsieur.
Bonjour, mademoiselle.

Bonjour. You missed our show.

Sit down, my darling.

Thank you.

Come on, Louis. I need a shave
before breakfast.

A shave, monsieur. Finis?

Yes, madame.
Finis. Through.

Even the wind
has changed.

Look. You can see
the radio tower again.

Back to your warm bed,
ma cherie.

It was hiccups. The old man
hiccupped in the night.

Margot!
Look at yourself!

Inside, please!
Quick!

Come on, Louis.

Quick!

Such brave citizens.

Once in 10 years
the old beast up in the attic

puffs a cigarette

and the whole island
goes into convulsions.

Born here, and they act
like tourists.

No.
They're all women.

The whole island
is full of women.

They drink too much wine. Uh-uh.

They get too much sun.

They get too much sun. They are
all crazy with the heat.

Like the priest.

We know he's crazy.
La folie.

Father Doonan?
What did he do?

Wanted me to drive him
up the mountain.

Huh. He has the hole in the
head. We just came down.

Ah. He's worrying
about his lepers now.

What about me, my truck?

Is there a road?
Heh-heh. It is gone.

With our own eyes we see.

The whole mountain
fell into the ocean.

Take him up, Aristide.
Road or no road.

Heaven will reward you.

Heaven? I've yet to see

the check from heaven
the bank cashes.

Ha! No, on this island

everybody is either mad
or they are sheep!

Hello? Hello?
Hospital!

Hello? Hospital!

Hello? The line is probably down.

It can't be down.
I've got to get through!

Hello! Hospital!

Help! Help!

Help!

I said, 'No!'

You are not flying out of here!

I've declared
a state of emergency.

You're both
under military orders!

Another cable from
the observatory at Papeete.

They must have
more information.

Send them the latest seismograph
readings. The findings

of aerial reconnaissance
will follow immediately.

Has the radio room
reached the freighter?

Not yet, sir. Keep at it.

I want that ship
headed back here.

Yes, sir.

I may have to clear the entire
population off this island.

I can't with a schooner
and one foolish airplane.

You will fly over the crater, monsieur.

The observatory at Papeete

must know if there
is one vent or many

from which the lava
is flowing.

Fly over it?

As low in and as close
as you can get.

I'm a pilot, not a hero.
I fought my war.

My wife has no use in bed
for a cinder.

If you fail, I will see that
you get posthumous awards.

Thanks.

The telephone line
to the hospital is down.

What did you expect? Well, repair it.

I've got to talk to them, find
out what's happening up there.

I've already had a crew out.

They report the damage
is halfway up the mountain.

It cannot be repaired.
It's got to be repaired!

I must talk to them some way
or get up there.

Then walk. I suggest that
you and your new curate...

Father Perreau has had
an accident. His leg is broken.

I just put it in a splint.

I am sorry to hear it.

I have problems more important
than broken legs.

I do not require
aerial photographs.

Your personal observations
will do.

You will fly... You flying over the mountain?

C'est la vie. Take me with you.

Father Doonan, I have been
tolerant of these interruptions!

The hospital is finished!

If they've not only
been blown into the sky,

they were directly
in the path of the lava flow.

No human
could have survived.

No! You don't know
that for sure yet!

I'm going with you.

You have to pass the hospital
to get to the crater.

Then I can see with my own eyes
what I have to see.

Well...

You want miracles,
mon pere.

You should be in church.

Take him with you.

But your primary mission

is to bring back information
on the crater.

And remember, you are
under military orders!

Yes. Thank you, thank you,
thank you, thank you.

Thank you.

Where are you going?

Why, you're heading to sea!

You're clearing out!

For a priest, you certainly
haven't got much faith

in your fellow man.

I'm heading out over the ocean
to gain altitude.

Oh. Ahem.

Okay. Here we go.
Keep your eyes open.

There's the lava flow.
Three streams.

We are getting
out of here.

You mean you're going
toward the hospital.

You saw what it was like
on the other side.

There's no hope
for them, Father.

You gave me your word!

All right. There'll be too much
smoke to see anything.

We'll probably choke to death,
but all right.

That peak is right next
to the lava flow.

The buildings could
never have stood the shock,

let alone human beings.

I saw it! I saw it!
It's there!

I saw the top of the main
building! It's there!

You wanted to see it, Father.

Did you see anything?

Believe me! I tell you
it's there! I saw it!

They're still alive! Now, look,
you've got a parachute.

Drop me.
I've got to get to them.

You've got to go back! Those
children, they're still alive!

You cowards!

You're taking me back! You're
going to drop me, I tell you!

You maniac!

There are
three streams of lava.

Here, here and here.

As for the volcano,
we got in as close as we could.

We are lucky
to be back alive.

The red-hot rocks
hit the fuselage like ack-ack.

All right.
Go on, go on, go on.

At first it looked like
one fountain gushing.

Closer,
we could see more vents.

Several more opening up
under the pressure.

There's not a sign
it's slackening off.

I'm no expert.

but ask me,
the whole island could go up.

I haven't asked you.

You see the hospital? I saw nothing.

Neither did Paul.

But Father Doonan...

Thinks he saw it, eh? Yes, sir.

Maybe he did see something.
There was a lot of smoke.

He saw nothing.
The man is an idiot.

We almost had it with him.

He went mad when we refused to
parachute him into the mountain.

Where is he now?

In church,
where he belongs,

and not
in an airplane.

We're leaving.

We have to manage

The schooner,
your plane.

Haven't you reached
the freighter?

No.

Come.

It is no longer safe
to stay.

Even they know.

I've got to get up there.

You will. Huh? How? Crawl?

Or a miracle maybe?

We have to believe
in miracles, Father,

before we dare ask for one.

That reminds me, did you
make our reservations?

The bridal suite, what else? Mmm.

Hot and cold
running brides.

Allez! Allez!

Okay, General. Sir.

I commend your behavior,
your lack of panic.

We will continue
with this same calm and order.

There is no immediate danger.

Our only problem is the lava
flow coming down the ravines.

But lava moves
at a predictable speed.

We, therefore, have time in
which to evacuate the island.

I must also tell you now

because our radio-telephone
tower has fallen,

we have not been able
to contact the freighter

which left here
yesterday morning.

But we have
Captain Olsen's schooner.

And we have a seaplane.

It is sufficient.

I would also remind you,

you are all

under martial law!

Man, give 'em a uniform,
they all turn into cops.

Now and again
authority is necessary.

Yeah? Like when?

Women and children
will enplane first.

Grellou, my clerk here,

will tell you how much
baggage you can take.

Do not argue with him.

Space is valuable.
Space is life!

The freighter!

- The freighter?
- The freighter!

The marines. Just in time.

The freighter is coming.
You won't need the plane now.

Will you fly me to the hospital?
Will you parachute me down?

Father Doonan, will you please
give up this insane idea?

You must permit this! You must!
There are children up there,

alive, waiting for someone, anyone.

I asked about the hospital.
You saw nothing.

That's right. Nothing.
That's not true. I saw it.

I'm sorry, Father.

Is there a possibility
that you are wrong?

I admit visibility
was bad. Very bad.

There, you see? He's not sure.
Neither is he.

How can you possibly
object to it?

All I'm asking you to do
is to parachute me down.

I must object.
I'm responsible for your life.

Yours as well
as all these.

I'm a priest. I absolve you
of all responsibility.

If they are alive,
these children,

some of them bedridden,
what could you do?

How could you get them
down without transport?

I could get help.
I'll get men to help me.

You said there was
time. What men could you get?

Those busy getting
their own families out?

Yes. I'll get some of them.
This I believe.

Look, if I get the volunteers,
will you give me the plane?

Will you fly us? Father Doonan, listen to me.

We don't have time.

I don't know
how many hours we have

before the whole island
blows up.

I have said what I have to say
to keep everybody calm.

I don't believe
those children are alive.

But you do.

I am not a murderer.

Therefore you have my permission
to go up to the hospital.

And you can have the plane,
if... A big 'if.'

if you can get volunteers
to go with you.

Now, listen.
Listen to me, everybody.

The hospital. Those at
the hospital need help.

There's room for everybody
on the freighter.

And the governor
has given me permission

to ask for volunteers
to parachute down

to the mountain with me.
Now, come on.

There are helpless children up there.

You with children of your own

will understand
they've got to be helped.

Man, that's bad.
I forgot about those kids.

He wastes his time
pleading with these peasants.

You know you couldn't.

Please, I beg of you.

If you turn away now,

all your lives
you'll torture yourselves

with the awful memory
of what you've done.

How are you going to feel
if you sail away

leaving helpless children
behind you?

Somebody, help me!
Anybody! Please!

I have a wife
and two daughters,

so you have no business
demanding such a thing.

Parachute! Hmph!

They are lepers, dead by now
and better off dead!

A priest should
think of the living.

How about us going?

Are you mad?

Why?

Parachute? It's easy.

I could show you how.
I jumped in Korea.

You want to help that priest?
He's crazy!

I'm not thinking
about the priest.

All right.
A bunch of sick kids.

I'm not thinking about
the priest

or the sick kids, Marcel.

I'm thinking about him.

No pushing, please.
There is time.

Now, maybe, just maybe,

we could get some time off of
the jail sentence if we went.

No, no, no, no. I'm not
jumping off airplanes.

I would rather the Tahiti jail.
Rats, cockroaches, everything.

Look, Marcel, you really wanna
retire to a stone room,

cooped up for eight years
with, uh, no women?

Please, don't talk like that.
We're not in prison yet.

We will be.
Listen to Harry, man,

'cause trying ain't gonna
melt the bars away.

How about it, Marcel?

What do you say, Butcher?

No, you go. You two.

I could never jump.
Never.

Nah, we all go together
or none of us go.

Forget it.
It was an idea.

Come on. Nobody will miss us. Where we going?

We're going. Where?

Where? There's loot all over
the place, Marcel.

What good to us?
We're going to jail.

You'd be surprised
how cool jail can be

when you got a little loot
for the jailer.

Attaboy, Charlie.
Come on.

Ha-ha-ha! Cheers!

Good-bye, Talua! Next stop Tahiti!

Why you look
at the church?

The shops are there.

Yeah, but in that church
is a poor box.

Yeah.
We can jimmy it open.

The Lord helps those
who help themselves.

Hallelujah.

Wait!

We just dropped in
for a quick prayer.

No. No. You're going
up the mountain with me.

You came to volunteer,
didn't you?

You're crazy.
Get your noble citizens to go.

No, no. They have problems.
They have responsibilities.

Yeah, well, we got 'em too, Pops.

We got an appointment
in Tahiti. Eight long years.

I can help you.
I can talk to the governor.

I can talk to the governor-general

of all the islands.

I know him, you know?
He's in Tahiti

and, uh, I could get him
to commute your sentence.

But, uh, it's madness.

You're all mad.
They are fried up there!

No! We don't know that
for sure yet!

You know this big man in
Tahiti? Oh, yes, yes, yes.

You know him well? Oh, I know him well.

And he's a good man.
He'll listen to me.

We gotta have us a conference.
Excuse us.

Oh, God, forgive me...

for ever having doubted you.

Oh, please let them come.

I have my volunteers.

You're taking them?
Them?

Yes, sir.

It's impossible.
I cannot allow it.

I would have to hold
the freighter for you too long.

Even if you made it down
the mountain, and you can't...

I know I can. All right?
Hold the freighter.

You gave me your word. Wait. Wait a moment.

I've seen some stubborn
jackasses, Father,

but nothing like you.

I know one when I see one,

because they've been
calling me one for years.

If you and these characters

are brave enough to go after
those children,

I'm willing to wait for you
with my schooner.

I'll wait till 4:00 tomorrow
afternoon. No longer.

Four o'clock.
We'll be here.

I cannot wait a minute longer.

We must sail.
At 4:00 the tide goes out.

Now remember,
it's nothing.

Just don't freeze.

When you jump out,
count 10 and pull that ring.

You'll soar like a bird.

Harry, what if it doesn't open?

When you hit the ground,
tell me about it

and I'll fix it for you.

Heh-heh-heh. You.

Soon as you touch the ground,
start rolling toward your side.

Let your knees go limp, see?

Roll immediately.

And relax.
Remember to relax.

'Relax,' he says. Hmph. And pray.

No. You stay relaxed.
Let him pray.

I'm coming along
the face of the mountain.

Find me your hospital
if it's still there.

It's there all right.

I'll watch for it,
then I'll yell.

Now remember you got lines
on these things.

You can pull them
the way you wanna drift.

Spills the air
out of the shrouds.

We have shrouds already.

There it is! Now! Right below us!

I see it! Get ready!

I'll make another run in.

I knew it was there.

Be sure you come in
nice and high.

Give us plenty of sky
to open up in.

One. Two. Three. Four.

You jump
when I call your number.

And, ooh,
don't stall.

Go! One!

Two!

Three!

Four!

Bon voyage,
mes amis!

Are you all right? Ah, a little shaken up.

It's the first time
I've done this in a long time.

Have you seen anything
of the others?

No. Well, let's find them.

Charlie! Marcel!

Hey! Over here!

- Keep yelling!
- This way, Harry!

Hey! Coming over!

Mon pere! Mon pere!

Mon amie!

You did not bring my magazine. No, no.

No, not this time, Marguerite.
It slipped my mind.

Attaboy, Charlie. You all right? I liked it.

What a ride. Is the Butcher with you?

Ah, he fainted, Harry,
soon as I pushed him out.

Oh. Marcel!

Hey, Butcher!

Ooh.

All right. Down he comes.

Okay. Drop.

All right.
All right.

Come on. Okay, okay.
Cut it out!

Come on. You didn't die.
You're all right.

The devil's not ready
for you yet.

I thought I was going
right into the volcano.

Grease on the griddle.

The old boy's waiting to cook
something special out of you.

Come on!
Let's get to those kids!

Go on. Get going.

Marcel, hold the children
in the baskets.

You hold 'em.
I'll hold the donkey.

All right, let's go! Hyah! Hyah!

I don't catch anything
from them?

No.

How dare you?

I was helping.
You would have fallen.

No more of your help.
I can manage.

I'm a Frenchman, cherie.

No Frenchman can resist
your charms.

There's lava here too!

Up and over? It's our only chance.

And fast. Charlie, grab a line.

Get up there right away.
Come on, kids. Move!

Come on. Move it!

All right up here!
Start 'em climbing.

Here.
Just hold onto me.

Hold fast.
That's it.

Hang on.

Come on. Get up.

Hyah!

Hyah! Hyah!

I'll get the kid.

Go ahead, Antoine. Oh!

No! I...
Don't touch me!

Aah.

All right.

Too late.
I got it now.

All right, kids.
Come on.

Mon pere, it will be
dark soon and the children are tired.

Can't we rest for the night?
All right, Marguerite.

- Merci, mon
petit.- Am I getting heavy?

I'll tell you when,
then you can carry me.

We're a combination, eh?

We're going to win
the Gold Cup at Longchamps.

Will that make us rich? Rich? Whoo!

And famous! Just keep me on the
rail till you see the stretch,

then we sprint and we win.

Hey, hey!
What about the branch there?

I'm sorry. Yeah. Pay attention.

You want to be
a good jockey, no?

A fleur for Fleur.

Thank you, Harry.

Okay, everybody,
let's break!

Take a little rest now.

I think something's wrong.

Wexler!

Hey, doc!

She's dead.

Well, what did I do?

Nothing.

She just wasn't strong enough.

Take the children on up ahead.
Wait for us.

Come on, children.
Come on.

Yeah, but...
What did I do?

You didn't do anything.

You did all you could, Harry.

I j-just talked to her a
little while ago back there.

It wasn't just the disease.

She was always frail.

Her little heart just wouldn't
hold up any longer.

It was all
too much for her.

Come on, Harry.
The kid's dead.

And you are alive.

I'm alive.
So what?

May her soul,

and all the souls
of the faithful departed,

rest in peace.

In the name
of the father

and of the Son

and of the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

Hold it!

The wind's bringing it toward us.

We've got to
find some shelter.

There should be some caves
up there to the right.

You want us to sit in caves
and wait?

But we cannot wait.
The schooner will be gone.

We've got three hours yet.
We'll make it.

I'm for going back a way.
And then up and over the gorge.

We're going forward. Who says? You?

That's right.

I don't know
what to do.

I sure don't wanna
miss that schooner.

Listen, I'm a Frenchman.
We made democracy.

I say
put it to a vote.

I'll buy that.
There are five of us.

All right.
Who says we go forward?

Three to two.
We find the caves.

While we sit in caves,
who puts out the fire?

Well, with luck
we'll have rain.

Rain? How,
you going to make it?

Sure. Him and Charlie

gonna make miracles
on their knees. Heh.

All right, everybody,
let's get to the caves.

Where is Camille?

She is with him?

With Harry in that
other cave, isn't she?

Let them alone, will you?
Why don't you make us some rain?

It will rain.
Father Doonan says so.

Father Doonan, Father Doonan.

He's crazy, that one,
in the head.

Charlie. Charlie!

I just thought... What?

The bridge! It's burning too.
It won't be there!

Easy, man. Easy!

The bridge will be there. No.

We're trapped!
We're all going to die.

Then die quiet please.

Doctor.
Monsieur Doctor.

I want to ask,
if we ever get out of this,

will I end up in a hospital
for leprosy?

Will I go to hospital? No.

Stop worrying.

You could be lying. I'm not.

It's one thing to get
our sentences reduced.

What good is it if we are
sent to a leper colony instead?

You fool.

None of these children
are contagious.

We have sent hundreds of them
back to their families

from our own
little hospital, cured.

That right, lady?

Ask the doctor.
Ask Father Doonan.

All of these children

one day will go home.

If they get out
of this alive.

Do you think we'll get out
of this alive, any of us?

No.

That's honest.

Now I believe what you say
about leprosy.

Where's your miracle?

Where's the rain? I prayed.

Then pray some more,
you priest.

You're no good.
You're an incompetent.

I'm making a complaint
against you

to God.

Yeah, man. You could
lose your license.

You have seen Camille?

She's all right now.
She's with Harry.

Alone with him?

They're married now.

Married?

To him?

You did that? I did.

Oh. Mon Dieu.

My little Camille married

to that pig!

No, no, no, no.
Now.

He could be safe now on a boat
on his way to Tahiti.

But he chose to be here
with us,

sitting on the edge
of an oven.

That makes him a man.

And it makes him
our friend.

More important
than Harry or Camille

is that schooner.

Is it gonna wait for us?

Harry. Uh-huh?

Did you mean it?
What you said?

Of course I meant it.

I said it, didn't I?
In front of him even.

I never said that
before in my life.

I thee wed.

Say it again, Harry.

I thee wed.

You know, I was just thinking.
If we get out of this.

And I said, 'if.'

He's a manager of
a plantation in Fiji.

Betcha he'd give me a job.

But you have to
go to prison first.

Well, Holy Joe said maybe...

Maybe he can
do something for me.

Oh, Harry.

You hear that?

Sounds like rain.

Can you hear it?

It's pouring!

Cherie, what is
your first name?

Marguerite. Marguerite.

I like it.

Help!

Help! Stop!

Help! Stop!

Help! Take the child!

Here you go.

I'm sinking!
I'm sinking!

In the name of God, somebody
help me! Harry! Harry!

Hang on, Butcher! Harry!

Harry, come on! Harry!
Hang on, Butcher. Hang on.

Harry! Harry!

Harry! Harry!

For the love of God!
Harry!

God!

God, forgive me!

Harry, Marcel prayed.
Did you hear him?

What good did it do him?
I don't know, but he prayed.

Doonan got you believing
that God stuff too?

Not yet,

but I think I believe in him,
Harry, in Father Doonan.

Yeah? Why?

'Cause he takes responsibility.

He behaves the way
God ought to behave.

The bridge!
It's still there!

Hold it! Hold it!

I'll go with you.

No, me first.

Hey, Mr. Priest. Yeah?

You think we can brace it?

Well, we can sure try, sonny.

Like I said,
the name's Charlie.

All right. It's as safe
as a bank. Come on!

Hurry now.

Hold on to the rope.
Keep moving down there!

That's right. Go on.

Don't be scared.
Just don't look down.

Just keep moving.
Don't look down.

Good.

Easy.

Now if this thing shakes,
don't be scared.

All right, you guys! Everybody's
across! Come on out of there!

Out of my way, man.

Charlie!

Go on. Oh.

I said get going!

Charlie...

so long.

Go on.

All right. Let's go.

And leave them?
Leave Father Doonan?

Look, he cut the cards.
He knew what he was doing.

We got a boat to catch.

Come on.
Come on, move!

Come on!

Help her. Come on! Get her out of there!

Harry.

Harry.

Harry made it.

They all made it.

They're all across.

They can't come back.

And you did it, fella.

You gave them time
to get across.

The name's Ch-Charlie.

Camille, the boat's here.

You'll be on it
in a couple of minutes.

I'm not going with you.

Harry. I'm going back, baby.

I've got to.
They're alone there.

Take care of her for me,
will you?

Be good and be happy.

Where are you going?

Back.

Back there? But there's
not anything you can do.

That isn't the point, is it? You fool.

What is the point?
What good can you do?

You will miss the boat.

Lady,

I missed the boat
a long time ago.

Stop him! Please!

No. Let him go.

Don't be afraid of God.

Call on him if you want to.

Don't you guys
ever give up?

Sure we do.

Priests are human.

We fail
just like anybody else.

I know I gave up.

I stopped speaking to God
for a long time.

That's when you and Marcel
and Harry came along.

I had lost my faith
in God.

You fellas
gave it back to me.

This heaven-and-hell stuff...

you mean there's
something to it?

Well, there better be.

I've been selling it
half my life.

I wasn't buying.

Well, you had company.

Lots of people
can't buy it.

I was busy.

I was a pretty good thief
in my time.

I could believe that.

It's too late.

Can't chicken out now.

Never too late to change.

Hmph. My old lady...

My mother.

that's what
she used to say.

Never too late.

She was right.

She kept after me,

kept telling me
there was another thief once,

dying on a cross,

right next to Christ.

The good thief.

That's what she called him.

He didn't chicken out.

He just got smart.

And at the very last moment,
he stole heaven.

Mm. That's pretty good
stealing, huh?

Pretty good stealing, son.

Hey, Charlie!

H-Harry?

Charlie.

It's me, Charlie.
Harry boy.

What are you doing here?

Relax, Pops.

They're on the boat
nice and safe. All of them.

Get out of here!
Go on back!

You still have the truck! L-Leave him be.

H-Harry, man,

come back
to keep us company.

Harry...

Charlie?

O Lord,

receive this,
the soul of thy servant,

whose name was Charlie.

Rest in peace.

In the name of the father
and of the son

and of the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

He was a good boy.

That he was.

Just you and me now, Pops.

That's right.

New Jersey and New York.

Awful quiet.

Winding up for the big one.

Yeah.

See you around, Pops.

I'll see you.

In the name of the father
and of the son

and of the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

Don't tell me you forgot
how to do that.

O my God,

we...

We are most heartily sorry
for having offended thee.

And we detest
all of our sins.

because we dread
the loss of heaven

and the pains of hell.

But most of all,

because they offend thee,

my God, who art all good,

and deserving
of all our love.