Devil's Playground (2014): Season 1, Episode 1 - I Will Bring Fire Onto This Earth - full transcript

Body of Christ.

Amen.

Body of Christ.
Amen.

Body of Christ.
Amen.

Body of Christ.

Amen.

Body of Christ.
Amen.

Hello, Miss Bridie Allen.

Do you know where Peter is?
Oh, that boy!

He promised Father he'd
do altar service this week.

Well, David has decided that he's
an atheist now, hasn't he, Bridie?



Yeah.
Are you the 23rd?

Sorry, should I know this?

Parent-teacher night. I thought
if you were, we could take one car.

Sure, sure. Oi! I know what time

'Doctor Who' starts, Miss.
I'll see you later, Tom.

Bye.
See ya.

What about Edith for
my confirmation name?

Edith? Oh, Bridie!

Um, Dad, it's Mrs. Kelly.

Thanks, sweetie.

Hey, what's up?

Peter's not over there, is he?

No, why?
I thought this would

stop once Joe moved out.
Well, Peter never stays away



for long, does he?
No.

Do you want me to pop over?

Father Andrassi's here.

OK.

I'd better get off the line.

Look, I'll leave the back door
open and the light on just in case

he turns up.
Thanks, Tom.

Bye.

Righto, boys,
give him some encouragement!

Up that hill to Calvary!

Oh, yes.

Well done, Mr. Darcy, well done.
That's the way. Who's next?

Me! Me! Me!

How about Cavanagh?

Mind your toes. Whoops,
sorry about that. Are you alright?

My tummy
doesn't feel so good, Father.

Oh, really, Cavanagh?
What do you think the Romans would

have done if Christ said, "Oh, no,
thanks, Centurion, my tummy doesn't

feel too good."

Go on!
Jesus took up

the painful weight of all our sins,
willingly, with courage, no matter

how upset his tummy was. Hm?
Yes, Father.

Good boy. Give him some
encouragement, he's gonna do it.

Off you go!
Good boy! Go for it, Cavanagh!

And Turner, you're next.

Come on, everybody, no stragglers.

That's the boy.
You're next, Turner.

Keep going. Good boy. Well done.

I could go to jail for this.

Well, isn't that what you want?

To be punished?
Why would you say that?

Well, your life growing up
was very unstable, wasn't it?

You had to follow the rules,
or there'd be violent consequences.

You left your father's house
many years ago, but it sounds

to me like you've taken
the need to be perfect with you.

And Anthony, that is...

That's just
an impossible way to live.

Here's an idea.

What if you were the one
to come clean to them?

That make a difference?

It's a-it's a huge institution.

I'm sure there's
nothing your boss hasn't heard,

hasn't-hasn't dealt with.

And if they get rid of me?

What do I do then?

Who am I then?

I need to pray.

I'll pray with you.

Brother. Good morning, Brother.
Morning, boys.

Hey, Brother.
Good morning, Sergeant.

Boys.
Morning, Brother.

Mr. Darcy, wait over here, please.
Morning, Brother.

Quick, quick, quick.
Morning, Brother.

Morning. Morning.
Morning, Brother.

Morning. Quick as you can.
Morning, Brother.

Did you know Peter Kelly
didn't come home last night?

No, Brother.
Elliott's Peter's best friend.

Not really, Brother.

Well, uh, has Peter ever mentioned
where he goes when he runs away?

He's not in trouble.
We just want to find him.

You have no idea where he is?

Well, perhaps we can, uh,
speak to some of the other boys.

I'm trying to understand, My Lord,
when you said, "If the law of today

is corrupt or immoral, you have
a duty to God not to obey it."

Yes.
But isn't that civil disobedience?

I can explain it this way.

Ah, ya tosser!

If there's a conflict
between your conscience

and a bad law, there's no conflict.

Oh, My Lord, I'm so-I'm so...
Always follow the guidance of Rome.

Aw, your loss.
His Worship, Bishop Vincent Quaid.

"To one who has faith,
no explanation is necessary.

To one without faith,
no explanation is possible."

St. Thomas Aquinas,
great teacher of men.

St. Thomas, of course, who was

locked in a tower by his family,
to temper the fervour of his calling.

A tower that was meant to break him
instead made him stronger.

That tower,
surrounded by evil and falsehood,

became the symbol of his faith.

This college of Opus Dei

is a tower for our times.

You young men
are the defenders of that tower.

Cos out there,

on your campus,

abortion, perversion,

homosexuality, moral depravity,

dressed up as personal conscience.

Not half a mile away, drug addicts

are given needles to inject their
poison, funded by our government!

But in here,

is the one true church.

The one Holy Catholic church.

Remember the words of our Lord,
"Veni mittere ignem in terram."

"I come to spread fire
on this earth!"

Genocide! Gays and lesbians
under attack! What do we do?

Act up! Fight back! We
are dealing with genocide!

This way, My Lord.

Tom Allen to see Bishop McNally.

Just take a seat.
Thank you.

Dr Allen's here.

Dr Allen.

I appreciate you coming in.
Not at all.

So you found the place alright?

Yes, My Lord.

John, please.

Actually, your secretary didn't
say why you wanted to see me.

It's ready, My Lord.
Could you get Betty to make

two copies, please?

I understand you've been
treating Father Donoghue.

We weren't aware of it.
Well, I, I see Anthony privately.

Is that a problem?
No, not at all.

In fact, I wanted to
thank you personally.

Anthony's a good priest.
Take a seat.

We don't see any need
to involve the police.

So, he has spoken to you?

The amount of money
involved is trivial.

The Cathedral will ensure that
the parish is not out of pocket.

I understand it was you
who convinced him to confess?

Oh, well I can't actually reveal

the content of sessions,
John, but I can say that it-

it took a lot of courage for
Anthony to come and see you.

Oh, he couldn't have gotten
away with it for much longer.

Although, as a psychiatrist, aren't
you duty-bound to report a crime?

Well, depends on the seriousness of
the crime and whether or not I felt

Father Anthony would offend again.

The law can be quite
accommodating to psychiatrists.

Not only priests, then. Well.

Treat any other clergy?

Well, I actually didn't know that
Anthony was a priest at first.

Oh? I thought you'd spot
a religious with your background.

Milk?
Uh, and sugar, please.

On track to become a Brother
at one time, weren't you?

How did you know that?

"Practically an angel." Was how one
of your classmates remembered you.

Well, that didn't quite work out,
unfortunately. My vocation, I mean.

You still attend mass?
Yes.

Take the sacraments?

Confession all too
rarely, I'm afraid.

Ah, a thoroughly modern Australian
Catholic. Are you a person

who supports the Church's attempts
to reform herself?

Am I at confession now, John?

I do apologise.

And now it's my turn
to confess, I suppose.

The last 25 years have been

a difficult and stressful
time for many of us clergy.

Vatican II asked priests to change,
to turn and face the people.

Literally.

To become of
the congregation and not above it.

It was quite
a profound transformation.

Superman to Clark Kent, almost.

Exactly.

Added to that the falling number
of vocations, smaller presbyteries,

equals a lot of confused and very

lonely priests who I think would
benefit from seeing someone and,

and to talk about how
they're travelling.

You want me to become
the church psychiatrist?

For one priest, initially.

Well, poor fellow's been
having fainting spells associated

with his ministry, but if therapy's
successful it could run to more.

Many more.

Now, I know you've got
a family and a busy practice.

It's a big decision.

Take the week to think about it.

Let me give you a blessing
before you leave, Dr Allen.

Holy Father, guide your
servant, Tom, in his work,

as he who honours man, honours you.

Help him with his healing,
through Christ our Lord, amen.

Amen.

Thank you, Tom.
Been a pleasure, John.

Terribly sorry to
hear about your wife.

How's everything at home?

Rachel excited
about her Holy Communion?

Yes, Brother.
Good, good.

I was an only child myself.

There was no-one I could-
I could muck around with or

talk to, growing up.

No-one I could
share my feelings with.

Wasn't until I was a man before
I had hundreds of brothers.

You feel you can trust me,
don't you, Elliot?

Yes, Brother.

Why did you tell the police that
you and Peter aren't good friends?

We're not anymore.

Do you know where Peter is?
His mum and dad are very worried.

You do, don't you?

Can I go now, Brother?

We'll talk again in the morning.

Hey, get out of here!

Yes?

Have you hired a new Doctor,
for Father Joyce?

If Matteo had bothered to eavesdrop
effectively, he would know that

the man is a psychiatrist.
Mm-hm.

Anthony Donoghue's been
stealing money from the

St. Patrick's Foundation. This man
convinced him to confess to it.

I've decided he should
see other priests.

You can't be serious.
This is my decision, Vince.

When the laity play
the role of a clergy,

what is the purpose of priests?

Perhaps you can tell me.

Cardinal offence bishop
involved in angry uni punch-up

Will you take afternoon tea now...?
Not now please, Father.

Guess what?
You're mad and I'm not.

Timothy Crawley is such an idiot.

He said to Sister Genoulis...
Dad.

.."If God's everywhere,
is he in this banana?"

Then he ate the banana.
That's a very old trick, Bridie.

God is not in a banana.

Well he is,
but not when you eat it.

Peter Kelly at school today?

David? David?

Maybe he is in
the banana when you eat it?

He must know he might get eaten,
cos he knows everything.

Did he know what was
going to happen to Mum?

What?
Did God know what was

going to happen to Mum?

Apologise, please.

She can't have it both ways.

I said apologise, David.

Sorry.

Look, we all miss her, OK? But you
do not take it out on your sister.

That is not fair.

Is there something else
going on with you, mate?

The police came to school today.

What for?

Asking the Year 7s about Peter.

I'm, uh, gonna have to
pop out for a bit, then.

To Alice's?
Yes.

To Alice's.

Oh, look, her son is missing. Just
grow up for God's sake, will you?

Father.
Tom.

Brother. We met years ago.
You were my son David's

home room teacher, Year 7.
Oh, Mr. Allen.

Any news?
Finton!

Finton, have you got it?

Joe.

G'day.
I heard about the police.

Yeah.

It's here, Dad.
Oh, there it is, mate. OK.

Where are you going?

It's working.

Yeah, alright.

You're not even going to tell me?

Look, Alice, we're just
going to the park again, OK?

Don't worry about it. We'll
find him and I'll get him back.

Are you ready, mate? Let's go.

Be safe.
Yep.

You know, running away from home at Peter's
age is almost a rite of passage. I did it.

Most of the boys
I knew did it, too.

Peter's at that age where
he doesn't want to be treated like

a child anymore.

He still has trains on his pyjamas.
Has anyone looked up at Kings Cross?

Oh, that...
You think he could be up there?

It's worth a look.
I did outreach work in

Darlinghurst. I know where some
of those street kids congregate.

What do you reckon?
You'll need a photo.

I'll be careful with it.

Hey, guys. Uh, listen, we're looking

for a-a boy we think might have
come up here. It's this photo.

Nuh.

Never seen him.
No, me neither.

Nah, doesn't look too familiar.
Is he a D?

Cos I've got fuck all on us, eh.
No, I'm not the police.

So, you're just here having
a sticky, like Father Perve?

Yeah!

Like what you see, mate?
Hey! Damn!

May God keep you safe.

Thank you. Goodnight.

Um, I'm trying to
get home to Bankstown, actually.

Uh, do you reckon I could
scab the cash off you?

Ten be enough?
Ace.

Buy a sandwich at Central
with the change, huh?

There's a squat behind Les Girls.
There's a new surfer kid

staying up there.
Thanks.

Is this it?

I don't know.
I mean, well, Peter's such

a positive element in the class.

He's always smiling, always

full of life.

I can't picture him here.

Um, we're looking for someone.

Um, we're told that he might be
up here.

Tom.

We're looking for a 13-year-old boy.

It's his photo.
His mum's really worried about him.

Ask him where he is.

Fuck off!

Yeah, we're leaving.

Geez. Did you know that kid?

Yeah. Well, not-not really.

We caught him breaking into St. Vennies
a few weeks back looking for some money.

He's always hanging around
the school.

Brother, you don't know
where Peter is, do you?

What? Of course not.

This kid up the Cross
thought they might have seen Peter,

but... We also tried
the local police.

They said they'll put
on an extra patrol.

They also said

not to worry.

I should have looked
for him that first night.

He was probably in
the park down the road.

Is everything alright?

Who're you talking to?

Bastard.

Joe just told me
that a few weeks ago,

when Peter was staying at his
new place, they had a huge fight.

Apparently Peter
said he'd kill him.

He knew where he could get a gun,
and he'd do it.

What was the fight about?
He can't remember.

He'd had a couple of beers.
You know what that means.

I once caught Joe chasing Peter
around with an extension cord,

whacking him with the end.

After the fight, Peter ran off.

He was away the whole weekend.

Joe didn't even tell me until now.

Why don't you and Finton come
and stay with us tonight, huh?

Don't be stupid.

What happened?
They couldn't find him.

Tom and Warner.
But why are Tom and Warner

even involved in this?
Because they care, Joe.

They care?
And so what, they've got more

information about it than I have?
Shit!

Jesus!
What-what have you...?

Our son's missing!
I was going out looking for him!

..or something!

They're trying to help, Joe.
They're trying to help. OK?

Don't you want everyone looking
for him? What if he's dead?

Shhh.

Shush!

Oi, stop it! Stop!

Rachel's drawing horns again!
Didn't we talk about the horns?

Oww, Mum!
Shhh!

Love, I've got
church council tonight,

so there's a ham and pineapple
defrosting in the fridge, OK?

I need 10 dollars.

It's for the zoo.

Think we'll have to ask kitty.

For that sort of money you'd
better bring back a monkey.

We've got two of them already. What
we don't have, though, is a lion.

Morning, boys.
Morning, Brother.

Ready for another day? Morning.

Morning, Brother.
Come on, Leeds.

Morning, Brother.
Morning, Brother.

Placed the whole mechanism because
he put, um, a glued 10-cent piece.

Right?

You haven't seen Peter, have you?

Not today.
He always turns up, though.

And Super Turbo's fixed too, mate.

Um, I had to use, uh, acetone.

Someone told me that
that breaks down the glue.

So, that fixed it up.

Margaret.
How are you?

You know Anne?
Yes, lovely to see you.

Give strength to my hands, O Lord,
that being freed of all stain

I might serve you
with purity of mind.

My comments were for
a particular audience, Eminence.

I never expected
them to be reported.

"I come to bring
fire to this earth."

Do you actually
believe that, Vincent?

It was meant as inspiration.

And the punch?
Vincent, need I remind you

of the promise you made
when you became a bishop?

I know you have strong opinions.
I appreciate that.

But don't think our enemies won't

seize on your words
and distort them.

I want you to apologise
and to say you were misquoted.

You'll pledge allegiance
to the Church and to myself,

and that will be the end of that.

Don't hasten your
irrelevance, Vincent.

When we eat this bread
and drink this cup,

we proclaim your death, O Lord,
until you come again.

May he make us an everlasting gift
to you, and enable us to share

in the inheritance of your saints.

Lord, may this sacrifice,
which has made our peace with you,

advance the peace
and salvation of all the world.

Through him,
and with him and in him,

in the unity of the Holy Spirit,

all glory and honour is yours,

Almighty Father, forever and ever.

Well, it gives me great joy to

address you and to say a few words
about our beloved Cardinal Neville,

while celebrating his
imminent retirement.

He's served this city
loyally for so many years.

Under his great dignity and wisdom,

Eminence has
a fine sense of humour.

And he also has a nickname.

When he was a young boy, he loved
'Snow White and the Seven Dwarves'.

Can you guess?

Sleepy?

Happy? Dopey?

Grumpy?

Plenty of woodwork Catholics
out here today. Hm.

Who's that with Bishop NcNally?

That's the recently appointed
Justice Minister, Dr Pantano,

and the Member for Sydney,
Margaret Wallace.

I see the Papal Nuncio's got
the Premier's attention. Hm.

That's the psychiatrist.
Mm.

Oh, it was wonderful, John.

It was really very moving.
Good.

Have you given any
thought to what we...?

It's a big decision, but, uh,
it'd be my honour.

Excellent. Thank you.

I'm sure you-
you'll be of great service.

I have to go...
Of course, yeah.

Can we talk details later?
Certainly.

Vincent!

Nuncio.

Oh, three priests.

I didn't know if I was at
mass or Commedia dell'Arte.

Vatican II has revived many
interesting customs indeed.

Eh, at least you kept
your equanimity, eh?

The congregation of bishops
seeking advice on its list of

names for the terna.

Hasn't the next Archbishop
already been determined?

Bishop NcNally is the favourite.

But the processes of canon law
must still be observed.

A terna of three names
must be submitted to

the Vatican for its approval.

My Lord, I hope one of those names
on that list is Bishop Quaid.

Father Matteo.
You know the Holy City.

Un poco, My Lord.

So you understand
ufficiale and ufficioso?

Ufficiale is the official position
of the Vatican, ufficioso

is the mind of the Holy Father,
and that is never written down.

And so, ufficiale,
the terna is needed,

even if the outcome is already
determined, and Bishop NcNally

will be the next Archbishop.

Ufficioso, Bishop NcNally,
he is more liberal

in his thinking than is desirable.

If he were to be involved in
any unorthodoxy, any scandal,

it wouldn't matter what
the Australian church wished.

The Holy Father could choose
another to the top of the list.

As long as that name
were known for his...

for his obedience, discretion.

Your time will come,

but until then, I would keep our
public comment to a minimum.

I must butter my bread.

See ya, mate. I'll tell him you're
looking for him.

What were you saying?

Cheeky little bastard.

Slowly this time.

Better luck next time.

You're not getting
any younger, Dad.

Hey. Are you OK?

My house has been
invaded by these...

women from the church.

All fussing around.
Do I want a cup of tea?

Am I hungry? Am I sure
I don't want a cup of tea?

I know they mean well. It's just
I'm going out of my mind.

Listen, do you, uh, do you
want to stay for dinner?

No. No, I should go.

Bye, Bridie.

He'll come back.
How do you know?

Every time I close my eyes
I see him lying in a ditch.

Alice.

The police came.

What'd they say?

Were Joe and me having problems?

Did things ever get violent?
Did he ever hit the kids?

Did he ever hit me?

Does he hit you?

No. They took him to the station.

That was four hours ago.

They're just doing
their job, you know.

Isn't their job to find my son?

Alice, you don't think that Joe...?

You'd love that, wouldn't you?

I know you're frustrated.

I understand that.
But this isn't a punishment.

And behold, there came a great wind

from the wilderness and smote
the four corners of the house.

Oh, you're hardly Job!

I've suffered, Jack. This church
has put me through the mangle.

You've stood by and let it!

This doctor is discreet.

No-one else in the diocese
will know. No.

Marco.
I don't want it.

I won't. You can't make me.
I can make you and you're going.

Now calm down, please.
Just see this is for your own good.

Marco.

Marco!

If I have something
to deal with, Jack,

then so do we all.

Hello, Elliot.

I brought Peter some homework.

For when he gets back.

Thank you.

Was there something else?

I left my Spiderman comic here.

Of course. Come in.

He keeps them under his bed.

How have you been?

Good, Mrs. Kelly.

Sorry, I have to get that.
Will you be OK?

Yeah.

How'd you go?

I have to get it later.

Why are you here, Elliot?
Homework.

Really?

Where is he?
If you're hiding something...

Please.

Elliot, think. Where could he be?

Mrs. Kelly...
Please. Elliot.

I don't-I don't know.

Peter!

Peter!

Do you need something?

I did what you asked.

I didn't ask you to do anything.

Yes, you did.

I want the money.

You don't want me to
start shouting, do ya?

Who knows what I might say?

Sshhh.
Come on!

Po-police!

There's a body in Manly Dam.
His body!

Somebody did it to him.
I know who it was.