05x06 - Faith 2

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05x06 - Faith 2

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- She can't have gone out.

- [Sam] What would
be a realistic prognosis?

- I think it would be dangerous
to encourage optimism.

- Oh make yourselves
at home in there.

[g*n f*ring]

- Oh God.

- Will you look after her?

Will you do that?

- Mr. Gupenn is the government
education policy advisor.

The prime minister's
office want this wrapped up

as quickly as possible.
- Do they?

- [Man] If we authorize
a special post mortem,

what do you think the
press is gonna make of it?

- If we can't resolve this now,

I'll be forced to call
another pathologist.

- You do that.

- What's going on?

- You have to
speak to the coroner.

I'm sorry.

- Did you consider the
possibility of cadaveric spasm?

- Her name was Constance Car.

She founded the
sisters of Magdalene.

- [Man] Sister Geraldine
told me we're going.

- [Sam] Sister Geraldine?

- [Man] She's organizing the
canonization of Constance.

- The church wants to be
seen to be above politics.

But the real reason
was the male hierarchy.

- This sort of thing
can change lives.

[dramatic music]

[camera shutter shuttering]

- Do you mind if I
give you something?

- [Sam] What is it?

- Water.

It was blessed by Constance.

- I requested a
second post mortem.

- What are you doing here?

- I'd like you to perform it.

You thought there was
something wrong, didn't you?

- You shouldn't be here.

- [Man] Why does
she need the notes?

Either there's a hole in
the heart or there isn't.

- Professor Ryan
is seriously ill.

- Right.

In view of the circumstances
I think we should

take a look at the heart first.

- [Man] If the
heart holds a sign,

I want it gratified by
someone with you reputation.

- Were you calling for
another most mortem

'cause you got an a* to grade?

- Get out of my way.

- This is your chance.

Put your side.

- Go away.
- There will

be no questions.
- Is it true

that you were sat
for incompetence?

- Lloyd loves his power
so much, his position.

If she threatened
that he'd have to stop.

- Did she take your advice?

- Two days later she was dead.

["Silencium" - John Harle]

[phone dialing]

[phone ringing]

- Hello.

- Hi this is DI Toner.

Sorry it's taken me so
long to get back to you.

- I've just been approached
by a reporter called

Alex Harper.

Apparently there are
stories doing the rounds

about what happened
at the Dupen house.

- What stories?

- According to him, I've been
[mumbles] incompetence.

- Let him print
it, then sue him.

- [Sam] No, I'd like to
know who's behind it.

- I have no idea.

- [Sam] Who was at the house?

- I don't think
any of my officers.

- [Sam] Well who else
could it have been?

- Anyone.

- Look, someone on
your investigation is trying

to undermine me.

Maybe you'd like to take
the time to find out who it is.

[tranquil piano music]

[ominous music
and heart b*ating]

[breathing heavily]

[gasping]

[coughing]

[heart b*ating]

[gasping and coughing]

[glass shattering]

[door knocking]

- [Man] Are you all right?

[knocking]

Professor Ryan. [knocking]

Professor Ryan!

- I'm fine.

I'm fine.

- A humble heart.

And furthant hope.

I ask that you guide her
in the writing of her report.

And that you make her home,

both in spirit and body.

In the name of the father,
the son, and the holy spirit.

Amen.

[phone ringing]

- Hello?

No, I'm sorry I just over slept.

I'll just have some
coffee in my room.

Yeah and could you
have my bill ready for me?

Thanks.

- I hope you enjoyed your stay.

- Yes thank you.

- Oh I broke a glass in my room.

I should pay you for that.

- No need.

Accidents happen.

- Thank you.

- When can we
expect your report?

- I'll be sending it to the
Bishop in a couple of days.

- I'm sure Geraldine would
like to see you before you go.

[tranquil music]

- Well the results are back
but they're inconclusive so.

[mumbles]

- I've spent the last few
days trying to prepare myself

for bad news.

- And it's been
dragged out, I'm sorry.

I know this is difficult.

How have you been?

- I had a bit of a scare.

Coughed up some blood.

- Might need to
change your antibiotics.

And let's arrange
for some more x-rays.

See if there's been any change.

Sam?

- Would you take a
look at these for me?

I value your opinion.

- Is this one of your cases?

- Mhm.

- I did suggest that
[mumbles] be useful

under the circumstances.

- Well I opted for
a change instead.

The most interesting phenomenon.

I want to get it
absolutely right.

- I didn't know you
taken up archeology.

- Actually I've become
and authenticator of saints.

These photos were
taken during an autopsy

I was asked to perform
on a nun that's been dead

for over 40 years.

- There's clear evidence
of a myocardial inflap,

but I'm sure you've
already seen that.

- I assume your request
for a confirmation of opinion

is more complicated.

- I have to have
faith in my findings.

They'll have a significant
effect on someone I respect.

- No, leave them with me.

- [Man] Yes sir.

- Of course.

- Thank you.

Apologies.

My whole life seems to be

running three days
behind schedule.

- I have my instructions
from Mrs. Parker.

And Sam Ryan's agreed
to carry out the post mortem.

- I don't see any
justification for it.

- Mrs. Parker wants
a request consent.

- What's Lloyd Dupen
got to think about all this?

He's not gonna be
very happy is he.

He's got his
position to consider.

- Howard, if you
won't authorize this,

I'll seek leave to have
your decision reviewed

by the high court.

What's that going to
do to your schedule?

[tranquil music]

- Geraldine.

Did she come and see you?

- No.

- What happens now?

- I don't know.

If Constance is made a saint
so much is going to change.

I'll have the hospice
to sue without.

If I want to make
improvements, it's banned.

I'll be really busy.

- And if it doesn't happen,

I'll have to sell up.

Have nothing left.

And me brothers offered
me a job back in Manchester

at his gage.

Do you know why I
got involved in this?

- Matt.

- It really hurt when you
asked if it was just business.

I'm in love with you.

- Matthew.

- I want you to come with me.

- When I took my vows,
I pledged my life to God.

And the timing felt perfect.

Like I become whole.

Everyday since then, that
feeling's become stronger.

Bishop.

- I'm sorry, I've come
at a difficult time.

- I was just leaving.

Bishop.

- This place was in a terrible
state when you arrived here

wasn't it?

And now, quite something.

All thanks to you.

I hope you realize how highly

thought of you are in Madasses.

- I'm very grateful Bishop
but I don't ask for praise.

- I know.

You've become a very
important part of the community

here in Kingsferry.

- I enjoy my work.

- But things can soon change.

If we find ourselves unable

to proceed with
the canonization.

- We will proceed, I
have no doubts on that.

- Obviously your
optimism is admirable.

However, I would like to
be sure that you've seriously

considered all possible options.

Sister Geraldine,

I'm afraid I have to inform
you that due to cash flow

problems within the
diasis, it's been decided that

our donations to the hospice

will cease at the
end of the year.

- But Bishop.

- I know you depend on
this money for your survival.

However, unless you're able
to find replacement funding

for the future, you may
need to start preparations

for closure early
in the new year.

- But you just said.

- This is no reflection on
you, any member of your team.

It's purely a matter of finance.

I'm sorry.

I wanted to let you
know as soon as possible.

- When the report on Mrs.
Constance is published,

the canonization will proceed.

But things will be very
different here, I know.

But people will be on
our side and we will have

all the financial
support that we need.

- I hope so.

- If you'll excuse me Bishop,
I have my rounds to do.

- Of course.

[tranquil music]

- I'm standing outside
Gledd Hill College for boys

when news has just
broken that the coroner

has given the go ahead
for a second post mortem

on the body of Helen Dupen.

Wife of Gledd Hill Colleges
head master, Lloyd Dupen.

Mrs. Dupen was found sh*t
yet here at the school last week.

And reports then
suggested that the unofficial

verdict was su1c1de.

It is believed that
Mrs. Dupen's mother

has requested the
second autopsy.

Mr. Dupen has declined to
make a statement at this time,

but his wife's funeral
is due to take place

in the next few days
has now been postponed.

- Tuesday at two.

I can bring George
Winter here if it helps.

Save a bit of time.

- Oh whatever.

- And on Friday you
said you could make

a late afternoon
meeting in town.

- Oh yeah, provided it is late.

I have some things
to do here first,

or the boys will be
wondering if they have

a headmaster at all.

God it is ridiculous.

How am I supposed
to do anything?

- By remaining calm,
as you have done so far.

- Yes.

[bell ringing]

- I put a hold on the funeral
arrangements as we agreed.

And I'm afraid I haven't
suggested a new date.

I thought it best under
the circumstances.

But everyone is standing by.

So you can go ahead
as soon as possible.

- Thank you.

- Should we go on?

- Why is she doing this John?

- I don't know.

- It is so unnecessary
dragging it out.

When I think of Helen as
she's lying there on a slab.

She would've hate it.

She was such a private person.

How can Anne
put her through this.

I'm sorry, sorry.

So what's next?

- The white paper presentation.

They're asking for


I'm afraid we don't
have a choice on that.

The PM's going away on Friday.

Is that okay?

- Well of course.

Let's hope we're ready.

- We have to be.

I think you should have
a word with your doctor.

Get something to help you sleep.

- I just want to bury Helen
and then we can all move on.

[tranquil music]

[camera shutter snapping]

- Thank you for seeing me.

- Black, two teaspoons.

Not at all.

I understand that this
is about Mr. Dupen.

What can I do for you?

- It's a rather delicate issue.

It may become apparent
to you that Mr. Dupen's

mother in law, your
client, Anne Parker,

bears a certain amount of
antipathy towards Mr. Dupen.

- [Man] Nothing much
I can do about that.

- No quite.

Well it's precisely because
of the state of affairs

that I've been forced
to seek you out.

Rather than deal directly
with Mr. Parker herself.

- I see.

- Mr. Dupen is barely
managing his grief.

He's in an incredibly
delicate state.

And Mrs. Parker's request
for a second post mortem

has disturbed him deeply.

- Why?

- The man wants
to bury his wife.

It's a vital step in coming to
terms with his terrible loss.

And Mrs. Parker's request
is delaying it in a most

painful way, a natural
part of the grieving process.

- So basically you're asking
me to persuade my client

to drop her request for
a second post mortem.

- Yes.

- It's rather an unprofessional
thing to expect me to do.

Frankly I'm surprised
you're asking.

However, as it happens,
I've spoken to Mrs. Parker

already advising her against it.

- I'm so glad someone's
being sensible.

- I did so partly to spare
from further anguish.

But largely because
it could end up being

a very costly,
drawn out process.

- It inevitably will be.

- Unfortunately.

Mrs. Parker was adamant.

There was nothing I could
do to change her mind.

And that's her way of
dealing with her grief.

She has every right
to go ahead and do it.

Who are we to stop her.

- Mam. [phone ringing]

- I spoke to your newspaper.

I told them there's no story.

- What about the
source of the leak?

- I talked to my officers.

I don't believe it
was any of them.

[tranquil violin music]

- Would you mind not smoking?

I'd like copies of those.

- Why?

- I'm not sure.

- You don't give
much away do you?

- I'm gonna need to
have a look at the g*n.

- Well you can come
down now if you like.

- No, I'd like it brought
to the mortuary.

- Mrs. Parker.
- Mrs. Parker

would you like to
make a comment?

[camera lenses clicking]

- Well at the risk of
encouraging you all to be

over confident, I can't oversee
any problems for any of you

in the entrance examination.

[engine revving]

What the interviewers
will be looking for

is what makes you,
you and you special.

They wanna see your intelligence,
your whit shining through.

And if you manage to
convey that to them then.

- Were you going to tell
me or was I supposed

to hear it on the news?

- [Man] I'm sorry?

- Helen's funeral.

You said you'll postpone it.

- Ah thank you boys.

We will continue this later.

Yes I have postponed it.

- But you hadn't even
told me it was arranged.

How dare you do that?

- I was going to tell you.

I didn't want to upset you.

- Upset me?

How could I be more
upset than I am already?

- Helen left very
detailed instructions

of how she wanted to be
buried when her time came.

We discussed it years ago.

I was simply
following her wishes.

I was going to tell you,

but then you started on
all this other business.

And...
- I don't believe you.

She never trusted you.

I'm the one who loved her.

And I know her priest.

You'll bury her with her family
as she would have wanted,

when she is ready.

- Is that right?

- Yes it is, and
you can't stop it.

You think you're
so high and mighty,

always getting your own way.

- Anne please.

- You dragged my Helen
down when she was alive.

She lost everything
because of you,

her pride, her dignity.

I refuse to allow you to
take this away from her too.

- I really can't cope with this.

I don't want to argue with you.

I will do whatever you want.

I assume that since
Helen committed su1c1de,

she would be unable to
have a full catholic funeral.

- Helen did not commit su1c1de.

- Whatever you say.

- And I'm going to prove it.

- Of course.

- And then everyone will
know what you've been up to.

- I haven't been up to anything.

- I'm going to destroy you
if it's the last thing I ever do.

You leave my Helen alone.

I'm going to look
after her from now on.

- There's evidence of
suturing from the previous

post mortem
conducted on this body.

I have not seen the
original post mortem corps.

So to proceed.

There's no sign of contact
around the entry wound.

No obvious signs of grip
marks or restraints on the arms.

You have a swab please.

Thank you.

These need to be tested for
g*nsh*t residue, thank you.

Just put it here please.

That's grand.

Thank you.

[camera lenses clicking]

- Look, if there's
something I've missed,

I'd rather know about
it now before I'm hit

with [mumbles] request.

- You didn't listen to
my opinion at the scene,

so why should I give it now?

- We're supposed to
be on the same side.

I'll stop them from printing
that story about you.

- Yeah, thanks.

- Professor Ryan.

- Helen Dupen couldn't
have sh*t herself,

her arms weren't long
enough to reach the trigger.

- She pulled it with her feet.

- And then put her
shoes back on again?

- Is this a fact or an opinion?

- It's my opinion.

- Why is Anne Parker
so sure it wasn't su1c1de.

- Helen told Anne her
husband was having an affair.

- So what are you sayin,
Lloyd k*lled his wife?

- I'm not saying anything.

- The man's a
government advisor.

He's one of the top
headmaster's in the country

for God's sake.

- Yeah it's a lot to lose.

- This is ridiculous.

- I think he told the London
Evening Harold about me.

He knew Anne wanted
a second post mortem.

And he sat out to undermine me.

- This is paranoia.

I think he's got other
things to worry about.

- Oh do you?

What sort of pressure
were you under

to settle the Helen Dupen
case as quickly as possible?

- One with a depression.

- They're about the publish
the white paper and education.

- No, this is about
your judgment.

You got the time of death
wrong and you can't handle it.

Okay, for sake the
argument, let's say he did it.

Lloyd Dupen k*lled his wife.

How'd he do it?

- That's not my job.

- That's where all the theories
and opinions go belly up,

isn't it?

- You don't strike
me as a yes man.

- You better believe it.

- So why does a government
advisor get kid gloves?

- You know before I met you,

I heard all these
stories about what a pain

in the ass you were.

I thought no, no.

They just can handle
the fact that it's a woman

telling them what to do.

I know better now.

[tranquil music]

[phone ringing]

- Hello.

- [Geraldine] Hello Sam.

It's Geraldine Catterson.

- Geraldine.

- [Geraldine] How are you?

- I'm okay.

- Oh good.

I'm ringing because I hate
to press you on this but,

can you tell me if the
heart has a hole in it.

- [Sam] I haven't
finished my report yet,

but I hope to send
it up to Bishop Craig

by the end of the day.

- I'm a bit concerned.

- Why's that?

- Sometimes we're blind
to the proof of our own eyes.

Because deep down
we're not ready to accept it.

I mustn't keep you.

- Bye.

[tranquil music]

- [DI] DI, come in.

- Do you want to
know how he did it?

- Over here.

- Back this way!
- Get back!

[tranquil music]

[vacuum buzzing]

[doorbell ringing]

- [DI] Is Mr. Dupen in?

- [Woman] No he's at school.

- All right.

Look, [mumbles] tell ya'.

Mr. Dupen knows me.

While I'm here, is it all
right if I just use the loo?

[tranquil music]

- What are you doing?

- Oh I came up
to use the toilet.

I see you've...
- Have you a warrant

to be in here?

- No, I just.

- I think you ought
to leave, don't you?

[phone ringing]
- In layman's terms

referred to,

as a hole in the heart.

This despite being
buried for 40 years.

Hello.

- Did you find anything?

- There were a
few discrepancies.

- I'm right, I'm sure I'm right.

So there's something new then.

Yes but.

- Do you believe me now?

- We don't have
anything conclusive yet.

All we can do is give the
police the new evidence.

And hope they act on it.

I've already spoken to DI Toner.

Okay?

[phone ringing]

Where do I find Tony Marks?

- Just down at the end.

[phone ringing]

- What do you
mean I owe you one?

- If you'd printed that
rubbish about Sam Ryan,

she'd of sued.

- Might have been interesting.

- Who gave it to you?

- It wasn't one of yours
if that's what you merit.

- You sure?

- If anything ask for money.

- Who was it then?

- An anonymous phone call.

How much of it was true?

- None of it.

- So why did Ryan leave?

And why is she doing
another post mortem?

You didn't think I
knew that, did you?

- It's no secret.

- [Man] What's the story?

- There's no story.

- You're asking me for a favor.

You wanna see our
pictures of the Dupen house.

And at the same time,
you're trying to tell me

there's nothing going on?

Anything ready to break,
you call me first all right?

- I got your card.

[tranquil music]

[sirens ringing]

- How are you feeling?

- I'm nervous.

You know Mr. Craig.

- We've spoken on the phone.

- Morning.
- Hi.

- Is detective inspector
Toner intending to be here?

I've got this cryptic
note from him.

Wants me to ask
Dupen some questions.

Okay Mrs. Parker, time to go.

- The BM wouldn't budge.

The presentation's
still on for 1:30.

He understands if
you can't make it.

And he's happy
for John to deputize.

Sorry.

- Tell him there's no need.

I'll be there.

Have the car waiting outside.

[choir music]

- As you know, I carried
out a second autopsy

at the request of
Helen Dupen's mother.

One of the first
things I noticed,

was the lack of contact
burns around the entry wound.

This is itself is unusual.

In a su1c1de, the muscle
of the g*n would normally

be placed directly
against the skin,

helping to steady the w*apon.

- In your opinion, from
what distance would

the g*n have to have been fired?

- The g*n would have
had to have been fired

from a distance of
at least 18 inches.

- Mr. Considine, I know it's
unusual but with your leave,

may we ask PC. Pauline
Caine to step forward?

- [Howard] Well
you know the limits

of the inquest Mr. Crowe.

Do proceed.

This is the g*n that was
found with Helen Dupen's body.

Have you had the chance to
look at the w*apon previously

Professor Ryan?

- Yes I have.

- Would you say that
the length of the arms

of PC Caine are the same
as that of the deceased?

- Yes, I can confirm that.

- Now.

According to professor Ryan,

the g*n would have
had to have been fired

from a distance of
at least 18 inches.

Could I ask PC
Caine to demonstrate

if this would have
been possible.

Hold that barrel 18
inches from your neck.

Now try and reach the trigger.

As you can see, it would
have been impossible

for Helen Dupen to
have pulled the trigger

of the g*n at this distance.

Do you have any further
comments you wish to make

Professor Ryan?

- We have already
demonstrated that Helen Dupen

did not use her feet
to pull the trigger.

It is my opinion she did not
k*ll herself with this w*apon.

[tranquil music]

- In your testimony professor,

you raised a
couple of questions.

I'm going to deal with
each of these in turn.

Lack of contact burns.

Is it not the case that
these signs of proximity

between w*apon and
flesh can often be completely

obliterated by the severity
of the gaseous expl*si*n

caused by the g*ns discharge?

- No, it's not often the case.

- [Howard] But I can happen?

- It's so rare as to
be almost negligible.

- But it can happen.

- Yes.

- Thank you.

- [Howard] Could we ask PC
Caine to step forward again.

Pick up the g*n please.

Now, tilt your head
back as far as it can go.

A little more.

Now reach down for the trigger.

If you twist your
body at an angle,

remember you're not
trying to be comfortable,

you're trying to k*ll yourself.

I think we can all see,

that contrary to what
professor Ryan has said,

it is in fact possible that
Helen Dupen committed su1c1de

by this method.

- Is this the way you burn
Mr. Dupen's furniture?

- It's all right,
you can tell me.

- What do you want?

- It must have
been terrible for him,

seeing all his wife's
things chipped in there.

I couldn't have watched.

What nice stuff.

A nice stereo.

Did you tell the school
about your criminal record

when you applied for this job?

- He could ask me.

- Where were you on the
morning that Helen Dupen d*ed?

- I wasn't here.
- Where were you?

- I was at my lad's school.

He was havin' a bit of trouble.

- [DI] What sort of trouble?

- Well, kids pickin' on him.

- [DI] Is that why
you kept the stereo,

cheer him a bit?

- I didn't keep it.

It's in there burnt
with everything else.

- How old is your boy?

- 12.
- Nice lad

is he?
- Yeah.

- Everyday, you're
lookin' at all this privilege,

while he's getting bullied in
some shitty comprehensive.

You're not going to
incinerate something

you know he'd love.

You show me where it is,

and that's the end of it.

- Mr. Dupen, in your
statement to the police,

you said that after
you found your wife

with the g*nsh*t
wound, you interfered

with nothing in the room.

You neither brought
anything into,

nor removed anything
from the room.

- May I?

Rule 36 of coroners rules
states that only four questions

can be addressed in this court.

Who the deceased was,
how, where and when he came

by his death.

- Right.

What do you say Mr. Crowe.

- My question relates to
how the death occurred.

- Continue.

- Did you make that statement?

That you interfered
with nothing in the room?

- Yes I did.

- Can I ask you to confirm now,

that before the police
arrived, you moved

nothing into the room.

- I didn't move
anything into the room.

- [Martin] Not long
after your wife's death,

you took it upon yourself
to have the room cleared.

- Yes.

- [Martin] Did you seek
permission before you did this?

- I didn't need permission.

The police had
withdrawn from the scene.

- [Martin] You had
everything incinerated.

May I ask why?

- Mr. Considine, I
really must object.

I fail to see that this relates
to how the death occurred.

- Agreed.

Mr. Crowe, even the generous
interpretation of rule 36,

I must say that I can't
see that this relates

to how death
occurred in this case.

- If you will bear with me.

We're hoping to present
some evidence that will help

resolve the matter of how
the tried death occurred.

- You're not gonna knick
us for keeping this are you?

- What did I tell you?

- I'll let you go a little
further Mr. Crowe.

But if this appears to
be a fishing expedition,

I'll terminate this line of
questioning immediately.

- Have you cleaned this?

[mumbles]

- What are you looking for?

- Nothing.
- What?

- This stereo was in
Helen Dupen's bedroom

on the day she was sh*t.

It was surrounded by
furniture and ornaments

covered in blood and brains.

Yet somehow it managed to
avoid being sprayed by anything.

- So what?
- Yeah Sergeant

McGinniss please.

So the stereo wasn't in
the room when she d*ed.

But it was there
when it was found.

Why would anyone
want to move it?

- Now Mr. Dupen, I remind
you of what I stated earlier.

Rule 22 provides that no
witness should be obliged

to answer that they feel may
incriminate them in anyway.

Mr. Crowe.

- Could you tell the inquest
why you had all the furniture

in your wife's room
incinerated Mr. Dupen.

- It's Toner.

I'm a Gledd Hill College,
caretakers house.

I want a squad
car pronto and stick

a couple of socko's in the back.

Why would you need a stereo?

A stereo, the timer.

Set to start at 12:30.

- The law here does not compel
you to give an explanation.

- No, I would prefer to answer.

That room represented
so many things

that were good about Helen.

Her style, her
attention to detail.

What happened in that
room obliterated it all.

I wanted my memory
of Helen back.

I wanted to remember
the girl who smiled at me

when she was 17.

Not only had I lost
my darling wife,

but the untainted memory
of our past was gone as well.

Clearing the room, allowed
me to remember Helen.

It allowed me to remember
that she was once young

and in love.

And very happy.

Does that answer your question?

[sirens wailing]

- The coroner's
done his summing up,

and we're expecting
Mr. Dupen any minute now.

And we'll be hoping to
have a word with him.

- I'm sorry.

[crowd chattering]

- Well done.

Looks like we'll make it.

- You shouldn't have
had to go through that.

[crowd chattering and
camera lens clicking]

- Mr. Dupen will
make a statement later.

- What would you
want to listen to

just after your wife's
blown her brains out?

Something sad perhaps?

[g*n f*ring]

Mr. Lloyd Dupen, I'm
arresting you for the m*rder

of your wife.

You do not have to say anything,

but it may harm your
defense if you fail

to mention when questioned
anything that you'd like

to rely on in court.

Anything you do say,
may be given in evidence.

- You did k*ll her!

My God, you k*lled her!

[tranquil music]

- It won't be long now.

Ah I remembered your mummy.

- Oh I'd forgotten
you had those.

I've actually written
my report now.

I don't need them anymore.

[knocking]

- Come in.

Thank you.

- What's happened?

[tranquil music]

Hello.

- Hello.

What are you doing here?

How are you?

- I went to see my
doctor yesterday.

He's given me the all clear.

- That's wonderful.

- I sent my report
to Bishop Craig,

and I wanted to
see you in person

to tell you what it said.

There was a hole in
Constance's heart but,

in my opinion, it was
a naturally occurring.

I read the final entry
in Constance's journal.

The images she used
may have been religious

but what she was
describing was a common

medical condition.
- No.

- Constance had an att*ck.

Which ultimately
ruptured the heart's wall.

The piercing sensation
she felt, was a heart att*ck.

- You're just rationalizing.

Why can't you see
this is a miracle.

- Because it isn't.

You knew what Constance had.

You had six years medical
training before you became a nun.

You knew the state of the body.

- Is that all you
came back to tell me?

- No.

I came to thank you.

You were very kind to me
when I was at a low web.

And you helped me.

- I didn't help you,
Constance did.

- No.

It was the antibiotics.

- How can you say that?

I gave you the holy water.

- I didn't open it.

But the fact that you cared
enough to give it to me,

that was important.

Helping people,
that's your gift.

It doesn't matter
whether you can make

somebody a saint or not.

Your faith is deeper than that.

["Silencium" - John Harle]
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