Father Ted (1995–1998): Season 2, Episode 3 - Tentacles of Doom - full transcript
Three bishops arrive on the island to upgrade a holy relic and Ted is teaching Jack to cut out his swearing and converse with the trio properly. The ceremony goes extremely well, as does the episcopal visit - initially. Unfortunately the oldest visitor, who has a heart complaint, dies as a result of the house's faulty plumbing, another gets into a fight with Jack and the third, having been impressed by Dougal's bizarre ramblings, decides to quit the church and become a hippie in India.
(Thunder rumbles)
God, I'm not reading
that book any more.
It's very scary altogether, Ted.
- Ted?
- Yes, what?
Did you ever see a ghost?
Well, I'll tell you something
that happened to me once.
It was years ago. I was staying with
my great aunt in Connemara.
It was a big house,
miles from anywhere.
During the Great Famine,
a cruel landlord and his
beautiful daughter lived there.
The story is he forbade the daughter
from marrying a young soldier.
It broke her heart. In her despair,
she hung herself in her bedroom.
The room that I was staying in
was that very bedroom.
I remember it was icy cold...
lit by a single candle.
I was drifting off to sleep
when suddenly,
I heard a strange creaking noise.
- Was it a ghost?
- No.
So, no, I've never seen a ghost.
- I saw one.
- Really?
Yes. It was a man
all dressed in black.
I came down one night
for a glass of milk
and he was just sitting there in
front of the TV just there.
He had this strange grey hair,
even though he wasn't very old...
Dougal, Dougal.
Could this have been me at all?
Ahh, right!
(Helicopter)
(Crash)
Right, that should do it.
For pity's sake.
(Toilet flushes)
That's working now, Ted.
It's broken again!
Maybe it only works
when my head is in it!
Ted, we should call the plumber.
No, don't get them involved.
I'd be too embarrassed
to tell them how I broke it -
trying to give it
an extra hard flush.
Well, now, Ted, I have to say
it was fine for me -
it was a good powerful flush.
I was thinking more about Jack.
You know when he's involved.
You want to get that stuff away
as fast and as hard as possible.
Best thing would be to have it pop up
somewhere in Sierra Leone!
Oh, you're right there, Ted.
A-ha. A-ha!
I thought Jack
had stashed something in here!
Ok, let's try it now.
(Powerful flush)
Girls!
- Bloody hell!
- Good news, Ted?
No. Very, very bad news.
It's the Holy Stone of Clonrichert.
They're upgrading it
to a Class II relic.
- Great!
- No, it's not great.
They'll send over a few bishops
and we'll have to behave!
I thought there was something up.
Wasn't someone cured there?
No, someone was LURED there.
Paddy Short. And then those fellas
beat him with sticks.
- That was it, yeah.
- The Holy Stone.
(Ted) It must be holier
than we thought.
Perhaps it's that fella from England.
He touched it and he grew a beard.
Weird. That'd be enough to
upgrade it to a Class I.
Oh, Class I would be very rare.
That'd be bringing people
back to life...
time travel, cloning dinosaurs...
Very rare.
There's millions of relics.
How do they know which ones to do?
Well, they have to think about
the history of the relic,
how many miracles
can be attributed to it.
All sorts of considerations
go into it.
What about
the Holy Stone of Clonrichert?
Whatever.
Ah, come on, cheer up.
It may never happen.
- It IS happening! They're coming.
- Oh, right. Well, who cares, anyway?
They strip the wallpaper,
fumigate the place and they're gone.
What's so bad about that?
Dougal, they're bishops!
Oh, right, yes.
What is this confusion
you have about bishops?
Do you understand
what they actually do?
Nothing to do with
fumigating houses at all.
Have you got that?
Got it. Anyway, let's play a game,
get your mind off it.
- Chess or Buckaroo?
- Er...
Actually, I wouldn't mind
chess today.
- Really?
- Only joking. Buckaroo, of course.
But only if you're ready
for a good trashing.
Dougal, you've never
actually beaten me, ever.
Oh, right, yeah.
Still, eh?
Buckaroo, the sport of kings(!)
It won't be so bad.
The bishops will have a look around,
see we're a normal,
everyday parish and go away.
Nothing to worry about at all.
So the ceremony's on Thursday
and they're arriving tomorrow.
- This is crucial. Listen to me.
- All right, Ted.
These bishops are very important.
I'll stay around you just in case.
So you don't say anything
you shouldn't.
Like what?
Like what you said
to Bishop Lindsay
when he asked me where
I was when kennedy was shot.
Oh, yeah.
You overreacted slightly.
He wasn't accusing me of anything.
All right, so.
Ted, do you know any of the bishops
who are coming? What are they like?
Bishop Facks is a good old pal
of Father Larry Duff's.
I'll ring Larry on his mobile.
It's got an extra-loud bleep.
Shh!
(Drum roll)
(Mobile rings)
(Audience ) Ooh!
(Ringing continues)
God Almighty. Why does he have
a mobile if he never picks it up?
And we have the problem with Jack.
Couldn't we just hide him
for a couple of days?
No, they'd hear him
shouting "Girls!"
We could train Jack to say something
apart from "drink", "feck" or "girls"
like the dog on That's Life.
Dougal, Father Jack may be bad,
but he's not a dog.
(Scratching at door)
There he is now.
He probably wants to go out.
Wait.
Maybe we could teach him
to say one or two things.
Nothing too specific,
a few all-purpose sentences.
Like "That would be
an ecumenical matter."
Yes, any religious question
can be answered by that.
That's what I always say.
That's the great thing
about Catholicism.
It's so vague,
nobody knows what it's all about.
I think it might work, Dougal.
I know it'll work. It WILL work!
It won't work, will it, Ted?
It won't, no. But we have to try.
We'll have
a little elocution lesson...
Drink!
You can't say that
when the bishops come here.
- Feck!
- Or that!
- Girls!
- Go back to "drink" for the moment.
- Drink!
- Have a look at this.
Have a go
at the first one. "That".
Drink!
No, "That".
Drink!
Come on, concentrate. "That".
- Drink!
- "That"!
- Drink!
- "That"!
- Drink!
- "That"!
- Drink!
- "That"!
- Drink!
- Now, come on, I know you can do it!
There's a drink in it for you.
- Drink?
- Yes, I promise. Try again.
- "That..."
- Th-th-th-th...
..th-th-drink!
Come on, you almost had it! "That"!
Th-th-th-th-th-th...
..th-th-that!
- Great!
- THAT!
Brilliant! And the next one -
"That would..."
That wou...ou...
- Would...
- Wou...
Wou-ou-ou...drink!
Mrs Doyle, you left the cooker on.
All right, Father,
I'll be there in a second.
Right, Father, everything's ready.
There's a big vat of tea
steaming away
and I've arranged the Ferrero Rocher
in a big triangular pile.
Oh, I'm so excited -
taking on three bishops all at once!
I can't wait!
Right...
I think this will be
the greatest moment of my career.
It's as if my whole life
was leading up to...
Mrs Doyle! I'm over here!
- Oh, so you are.
- Mrs Doyle...
Ahhhh!
Mrs Doyle, have you got
your contacts in?
No. A dog ran off with them!
I suppose now I'll have
to wear the glasses.
I don't like wearing them, Father.
I feel they make me look
like a frustrated old bag!
Oh, I can't imagine that.
I imagine they look absolutely...
Rahhhhh!
God, Father, are they that bad?
No...no... It's just a scary film
I was thinking of.
They're fine, really.
Great, well, that's much better.
Um...I'll just go and
check on the tea, so...
- (Mrs Doyle ) Father?
- Hmm?
Father, I have absolutely
no idea where the door is.
No sign of 'em yet, Ted.
(Ted) Dougal, er, Dougal...
They're here.
Sorry about that, Bishop O'Neill.
You were saying?
Yes. A simple ceremony.
We'll just need a little incense.
Incense? I don't know if we...
Dougal, do we have any incense?
There was a spider
in the bath last night.
No, Dougal, incense. In-cense.
Oh, right, yes.
No, I don't think so.
Remember when we ran out of incense
and used Windolene...
Ahem!
Well, I'm sure we can find some.
So, are you doing much upgrading
around the country?
Last month, we elevated a
mushroom field in Cavan to Class III!
Great!
Our work takes us
all over the country.
It gives us a chance to get in touch
with the ordinary clergy -
or the ground troops, as I call them.
Yes. We're trying to organise a
large meeting at the end of the year
where all ranks of the clergy
can discuss their views
with representatives
of the lay community.
What do you think, Father Crilly?
Sorry, what?
Do you think a close relationship
with the lay community is desirable,
or should a certain
distance be maintained?
Yes, er...good question.
Well, you know, I think we should...
involve the lay community...
but...keep them at a distance.
How much of a distance?
Couple of miles?
Here we are now, tea for everyone.
OOOHH!
- Are you all right, Your Grace?
- Yes, I...
I had a minor heart attack last year.
I have to take it easy.
I got a bit of a fright there.
(Ted) Right.
It's not a problem.
Just give us a warning when you're
going to do anything sudden.
- Arghhh!
- Dougal, what are you doing?!
Sorry, Ted. I just remembered
Aliens is on after the news.
Dougal, for God's sake!
I'm sorry, Bishop Jordan.
- Did you not hear what he said?
- I know but it's the director's cut!
Let's have a lads' night in...
- Ooooh...
- Dougal! Dougal, shut up!
A heart attack?
That's rare enough these days.
- There were prayers said...
- Why can't we look at Aliens?
- Bishop O'Neill is speaking!
- They'd love it!
- They wouldn't!
- Bishops love sci-fi.
DOUGAL, WE ARE NOT WATCHING ALIENS!
Anyway, back to religion.
Do you see what I'm getting at?
We must fight back against
the anti-clerical bias of the media!
Yes...
Ferrero Rocher?
Father Ted, with these Rocher
you are really spoiling us.
Mrs Doyle.
Oh, right.
Bishop, you were saying?
I was saying we have to fight back
against the media,
we must make our voice heard!
Where is Father Hackett?
Mrs Doyle, could you get
Father Hackett for us now?
Certainly, Father.
I must say,
they keep you on your feet.
My housekeeper isn't the best,
I'm afraid.
Sometimes I think it's ME
should be making the tea for HER!
Mrs Doyle...
(Ted) Mrs Doyle...
"Making the tea for HER!"
(Hysterical laughter continues)
Sorry about that.
Ah, here's Father Hackett now.
He's been looking forward to your
visit. Haven't you, Father?
Yes!
This is Bishop O'Neill.
Don't get up!
Yes!
- This is Bishop Facks...
- Yes!
- This is Bishop Jordan...
- Yes!
They're looking after you,
then, Father?
That would be an ecum...
- Ahem!
- Yes!
I was saying, I'm looking forward to
discussing the social effects
of some of the Church's thinking
on issues of personal morality.
(Whispers) Ecumenical...
That would be an ecumenical matter!
Yes, I... I suppose it would.
- Good point, Father.
- Yes!
That's what we need - a more positive
attitude, like Father Hackett's!
What?
I agree. I can see Father Hackett
making a valuable contribution
over the next few days.
- Oh, God!
- Yes!
Heavenly Father, hear our prayer.
We pray that this rock be
upgraded to a Class II relic,
and by the grace of God,
bring healing
to all those who pass within
two and a half to three feet of it,
at your discretion.
And may all who are healed
in such a way
give glory to you, our Lord,
through your earthly form
of this Class II relic.
- Amen.
- Amen.
Eamonn.
I'm sorry for detaining you, Father.
We'll catch up with the others.
Yes!
I so admire
your positive attitude, Father.
So many people are cynical
about such things.
You can hardly open a newspaper
these days
without reading some
anti-clerical article
- written by some bearded leftie!
- Yes!
A spell in the army
would do them good!
That would be an ecumenical matter.
Oh, of course, Father!
It's the media that's the real enemy,
involving earthly,
unspiritual pleasures!
Temptation!
Ecumenical! Yes!
How right you are, Father!
How right you are!
So, Father, do you ever have
any doubts about the religious life?
Is your faith ever tested?
Anything you've been worried about?
Any doubts you've been having
about any aspects of belief?
Anything like that?
Well, you know
the way God made us all, right,
and He's looking down at us
from Heaven and everything?
And His son came down
and saved everyone and all that?
- Yes.
- And when we die, we go to Heaven.
Yes, what about it?
That's the bit I have trouble with.
That is the key
to the matter, Father.
When you come
face to face with death,
it makes you think about things.
I saw that film recently, Apollo 13,
and it reminded me
of my own brush with death.
Do you know what I mean?
You mean...you were in space
when you had your heart attack?
- No. How could I be in space?
- Sorry. No, I suppose not.
I meant I know what it's like
to be close to death.
Yeah, great.
I'm dying to use the old WC, so...
Yes, you do that.
I'll stay here and take the air.
So, if God has existed forever,
what did he do in his spare time
before he made the earth
and everything, you know?
Well, we all have doubts.
And what about
not eating meat on Fridays?
How come that's Ok now
but it wasn't back then?
Did people who ate meat on Fridays
back then all go to hell or what?
I mean, it's mad.
- Not bothering you, is he?
- No, no, it's...fascinating.
(Toilet flushes)
Oh!
(Screaming)
Oh, there you are.
I hope you had a nice chat.
It was great.
I reached some very
interesting conclusions.
- Oh? About what exactly?
- Well...
It's nonsense, isn't it?
- What is?
- Religion.
- Er...
- Think about it.
Very little evidence. Blind faith,
that's all we have to go on.
There's not a shred of proof!
Nothing!
Aliens? Now, there's something
that might just be possible.
But everlasting life?
Big demons sticking red-hot pokers
up your arse for all eternity?
I don't think so.
The whole religion thing,
I just don't buy it.
I've been struggling for some time,
but Father McGuire was the first man
to spell it out for me
in black and white.
Dougal, what have you been up to?
This man. This man!
Treasure him, Father Crilly!
He has wisdom far beyond his years.
Thanks very much.
(Bloodcurdling scream )
Quick! It's Bishop Jordan!
I think he's dead!
There! Oh, Lord!
Yeah. That's a dustbin, Mrs Doyle.
There! Oh, Lord!
This is terrible!
Where's Bishop Facks?
We have to straighten out the media!
That's the important thing, Father!
And we have to do it...
..now!
ARGHHHHH!
Dougal...thank you!
You're welcome, Bishop.
No, no - Eddie.
Are you sure you won't
reconsider your decision?
No. It's too late.
I'm off to India with a few friends.
Ah, there they are.
See you again, then.
Er, Your Grace. The Holy Stone...
Will it, er, still be a Class II
when they, er...remove it?
(Dougal) Bye.
God bless.
Went pretty well, I thought.
God, I'm not reading
that book any more.
It's very scary altogether, Ted.
- Ted?
- Yes, what?
Did you ever see a ghost?
Well, I'll tell you something
that happened to me once.
It was years ago. I was staying with
my great aunt in Connemara.
It was a big house,
miles from anywhere.
During the Great Famine,
a cruel landlord and his
beautiful daughter lived there.
The story is he forbade the daughter
from marrying a young soldier.
It broke her heart. In her despair,
she hung herself in her bedroom.
The room that I was staying in
was that very bedroom.
I remember it was icy cold...
lit by a single candle.
I was drifting off to sleep
when suddenly,
I heard a strange creaking noise.
- Was it a ghost?
- No.
So, no, I've never seen a ghost.
- I saw one.
- Really?
Yes. It was a man
all dressed in black.
I came down one night
for a glass of milk
and he was just sitting there in
front of the TV just there.
He had this strange grey hair,
even though he wasn't very old...
Dougal, Dougal.
Could this have been me at all?
Ahh, right!
(Helicopter)
(Crash)
Right, that should do it.
For pity's sake.
(Toilet flushes)
That's working now, Ted.
It's broken again!
Maybe it only works
when my head is in it!
Ted, we should call the plumber.
No, don't get them involved.
I'd be too embarrassed
to tell them how I broke it -
trying to give it
an extra hard flush.
Well, now, Ted, I have to say
it was fine for me -
it was a good powerful flush.
I was thinking more about Jack.
You know when he's involved.
You want to get that stuff away
as fast and as hard as possible.
Best thing would be to have it pop up
somewhere in Sierra Leone!
Oh, you're right there, Ted.
A-ha. A-ha!
I thought Jack
had stashed something in here!
Ok, let's try it now.
(Powerful flush)
Girls!
- Bloody hell!
- Good news, Ted?
No. Very, very bad news.
It's the Holy Stone of Clonrichert.
They're upgrading it
to a Class II relic.
- Great!
- No, it's not great.
They'll send over a few bishops
and we'll have to behave!
I thought there was something up.
Wasn't someone cured there?
No, someone was LURED there.
Paddy Short. And then those fellas
beat him with sticks.
- That was it, yeah.
- The Holy Stone.
(Ted) It must be holier
than we thought.
Perhaps it's that fella from England.
He touched it and he grew a beard.
Weird. That'd be enough to
upgrade it to a Class I.
Oh, Class I would be very rare.
That'd be bringing people
back to life...
time travel, cloning dinosaurs...
Very rare.
There's millions of relics.
How do they know which ones to do?
Well, they have to think about
the history of the relic,
how many miracles
can be attributed to it.
All sorts of considerations
go into it.
What about
the Holy Stone of Clonrichert?
Whatever.
Ah, come on, cheer up.
It may never happen.
- It IS happening! They're coming.
- Oh, right. Well, who cares, anyway?
They strip the wallpaper,
fumigate the place and they're gone.
What's so bad about that?
Dougal, they're bishops!
Oh, right, yes.
What is this confusion
you have about bishops?
Do you understand
what they actually do?
Nothing to do with
fumigating houses at all.
Have you got that?
Got it. Anyway, let's play a game,
get your mind off it.
- Chess or Buckaroo?
- Er...
Actually, I wouldn't mind
chess today.
- Really?
- Only joking. Buckaroo, of course.
But only if you're ready
for a good trashing.
Dougal, you've never
actually beaten me, ever.
Oh, right, yeah.
Still, eh?
Buckaroo, the sport of kings(!)
It won't be so bad.
The bishops will have a look around,
see we're a normal,
everyday parish and go away.
Nothing to worry about at all.
So the ceremony's on Thursday
and they're arriving tomorrow.
- This is crucial. Listen to me.
- All right, Ted.
These bishops are very important.
I'll stay around you just in case.
So you don't say anything
you shouldn't.
Like what?
Like what you said
to Bishop Lindsay
when he asked me where
I was when kennedy was shot.
Oh, yeah.
You overreacted slightly.
He wasn't accusing me of anything.
All right, so.
Ted, do you know any of the bishops
who are coming? What are they like?
Bishop Facks is a good old pal
of Father Larry Duff's.
I'll ring Larry on his mobile.
It's got an extra-loud bleep.
Shh!
(Drum roll)
(Mobile rings)
(Audience ) Ooh!
(Ringing continues)
God Almighty. Why does he have
a mobile if he never picks it up?
And we have the problem with Jack.
Couldn't we just hide him
for a couple of days?
No, they'd hear him
shouting "Girls!"
We could train Jack to say something
apart from "drink", "feck" or "girls"
like the dog on That's Life.
Dougal, Father Jack may be bad,
but he's not a dog.
(Scratching at door)
There he is now.
He probably wants to go out.
Wait.
Maybe we could teach him
to say one or two things.
Nothing too specific,
a few all-purpose sentences.
Like "That would be
an ecumenical matter."
Yes, any religious question
can be answered by that.
That's what I always say.
That's the great thing
about Catholicism.
It's so vague,
nobody knows what it's all about.
I think it might work, Dougal.
I know it'll work. It WILL work!
It won't work, will it, Ted?
It won't, no. But we have to try.
We'll have
a little elocution lesson...
Drink!
You can't say that
when the bishops come here.
- Feck!
- Or that!
- Girls!
- Go back to "drink" for the moment.
- Drink!
- Have a look at this.
Have a go
at the first one. "That".
Drink!
No, "That".
Drink!
Come on, concentrate. "That".
- Drink!
- "That"!
- Drink!
- "That"!
- Drink!
- "That"!
- Drink!
- "That"!
- Drink!
- Now, come on, I know you can do it!
There's a drink in it for you.
- Drink?
- Yes, I promise. Try again.
- "That..."
- Th-th-th-th...
..th-th-drink!
Come on, you almost had it! "That"!
Th-th-th-th-th-th...
..th-th-that!
- Great!
- THAT!
Brilliant! And the next one -
"That would..."
That wou...ou...
- Would...
- Wou...
Wou-ou-ou...drink!
Mrs Doyle, you left the cooker on.
All right, Father,
I'll be there in a second.
Right, Father, everything's ready.
There's a big vat of tea
steaming away
and I've arranged the Ferrero Rocher
in a big triangular pile.
Oh, I'm so excited -
taking on three bishops all at once!
I can't wait!
Right...
I think this will be
the greatest moment of my career.
It's as if my whole life
was leading up to...
Mrs Doyle! I'm over here!
- Oh, so you are.
- Mrs Doyle...
Ahhhh!
Mrs Doyle, have you got
your contacts in?
No. A dog ran off with them!
I suppose now I'll have
to wear the glasses.
I don't like wearing them, Father.
I feel they make me look
like a frustrated old bag!
Oh, I can't imagine that.
I imagine they look absolutely...
Rahhhhh!
God, Father, are they that bad?
No...no... It's just a scary film
I was thinking of.
They're fine, really.
Great, well, that's much better.
Um...I'll just go and
check on the tea, so...
- (Mrs Doyle ) Father?
- Hmm?
Father, I have absolutely
no idea where the door is.
No sign of 'em yet, Ted.
(Ted) Dougal, er, Dougal...
They're here.
Sorry about that, Bishop O'Neill.
You were saying?
Yes. A simple ceremony.
We'll just need a little incense.
Incense? I don't know if we...
Dougal, do we have any incense?
There was a spider
in the bath last night.
No, Dougal, incense. In-cense.
Oh, right, yes.
No, I don't think so.
Remember when we ran out of incense
and used Windolene...
Ahem!
Well, I'm sure we can find some.
So, are you doing much upgrading
around the country?
Last month, we elevated a
mushroom field in Cavan to Class III!
Great!
Our work takes us
all over the country.
It gives us a chance to get in touch
with the ordinary clergy -
or the ground troops, as I call them.
Yes. We're trying to organise a
large meeting at the end of the year
where all ranks of the clergy
can discuss their views
with representatives
of the lay community.
What do you think, Father Crilly?
Sorry, what?
Do you think a close relationship
with the lay community is desirable,
or should a certain
distance be maintained?
Yes, er...good question.
Well, you know, I think we should...
involve the lay community...
but...keep them at a distance.
How much of a distance?
Couple of miles?
Here we are now, tea for everyone.
OOOHH!
- Are you all right, Your Grace?
- Yes, I...
I had a minor heart attack last year.
I have to take it easy.
I got a bit of a fright there.
(Ted) Right.
It's not a problem.
Just give us a warning when you're
going to do anything sudden.
- Arghhh!
- Dougal, what are you doing?!
Sorry, Ted. I just remembered
Aliens is on after the news.
Dougal, for God's sake!
I'm sorry, Bishop Jordan.
- Did you not hear what he said?
- I know but it's the director's cut!
Let's have a lads' night in...
- Ooooh...
- Dougal! Dougal, shut up!
A heart attack?
That's rare enough these days.
- There were prayers said...
- Why can't we look at Aliens?
- Bishop O'Neill is speaking!
- They'd love it!
- They wouldn't!
- Bishops love sci-fi.
DOUGAL, WE ARE NOT WATCHING ALIENS!
Anyway, back to religion.
Do you see what I'm getting at?
We must fight back against
the anti-clerical bias of the media!
Yes...
Ferrero Rocher?
Father Ted, with these Rocher
you are really spoiling us.
Mrs Doyle.
Oh, right.
Bishop, you were saying?
I was saying we have to fight back
against the media,
we must make our voice heard!
Where is Father Hackett?
Mrs Doyle, could you get
Father Hackett for us now?
Certainly, Father.
I must say,
they keep you on your feet.
My housekeeper isn't the best,
I'm afraid.
Sometimes I think it's ME
should be making the tea for HER!
Mrs Doyle...
(Ted) Mrs Doyle...
"Making the tea for HER!"
(Hysterical laughter continues)
Sorry about that.
Ah, here's Father Hackett now.
He's been looking forward to your
visit. Haven't you, Father?
Yes!
This is Bishop O'Neill.
Don't get up!
Yes!
- This is Bishop Facks...
- Yes!
- This is Bishop Jordan...
- Yes!
They're looking after you,
then, Father?
That would be an ecum...
- Ahem!
- Yes!
I was saying, I'm looking forward to
discussing the social effects
of some of the Church's thinking
on issues of personal morality.
(Whispers) Ecumenical...
That would be an ecumenical matter!
Yes, I... I suppose it would.
- Good point, Father.
- Yes!
That's what we need - a more positive
attitude, like Father Hackett's!
What?
I agree. I can see Father Hackett
making a valuable contribution
over the next few days.
- Oh, God!
- Yes!
Heavenly Father, hear our prayer.
We pray that this rock be
upgraded to a Class II relic,
and by the grace of God,
bring healing
to all those who pass within
two and a half to three feet of it,
at your discretion.
And may all who are healed
in such a way
give glory to you, our Lord,
through your earthly form
of this Class II relic.
- Amen.
- Amen.
Eamonn.
I'm sorry for detaining you, Father.
We'll catch up with the others.
Yes!
I so admire
your positive attitude, Father.
So many people are cynical
about such things.
You can hardly open a newspaper
these days
without reading some
anti-clerical article
- written by some bearded leftie!
- Yes!
A spell in the army
would do them good!
That would be an ecumenical matter.
Oh, of course, Father!
It's the media that's the real enemy,
involving earthly,
unspiritual pleasures!
Temptation!
Ecumenical! Yes!
How right you are, Father!
How right you are!
So, Father, do you ever have
any doubts about the religious life?
Is your faith ever tested?
Anything you've been worried about?
Any doubts you've been having
about any aspects of belief?
Anything like that?
Well, you know
the way God made us all, right,
and He's looking down at us
from Heaven and everything?
And His son came down
and saved everyone and all that?
- Yes.
- And when we die, we go to Heaven.
Yes, what about it?
That's the bit I have trouble with.
That is the key
to the matter, Father.
When you come
face to face with death,
it makes you think about things.
I saw that film recently, Apollo 13,
and it reminded me
of my own brush with death.
Do you know what I mean?
You mean...you were in space
when you had your heart attack?
- No. How could I be in space?
- Sorry. No, I suppose not.
I meant I know what it's like
to be close to death.
Yeah, great.
I'm dying to use the old WC, so...
Yes, you do that.
I'll stay here and take the air.
So, if God has existed forever,
what did he do in his spare time
before he made the earth
and everything, you know?
Well, we all have doubts.
And what about
not eating meat on Fridays?
How come that's Ok now
but it wasn't back then?
Did people who ate meat on Fridays
back then all go to hell or what?
I mean, it's mad.
- Not bothering you, is he?
- No, no, it's...fascinating.
(Toilet flushes)
Oh!
(Screaming)
Oh, there you are.
I hope you had a nice chat.
It was great.
I reached some very
interesting conclusions.
- Oh? About what exactly?
- Well...
It's nonsense, isn't it?
- What is?
- Religion.
- Er...
- Think about it.
Very little evidence. Blind faith,
that's all we have to go on.
There's not a shred of proof!
Nothing!
Aliens? Now, there's something
that might just be possible.
But everlasting life?
Big demons sticking red-hot pokers
up your arse for all eternity?
I don't think so.
The whole religion thing,
I just don't buy it.
I've been struggling for some time,
but Father McGuire was the first man
to spell it out for me
in black and white.
Dougal, what have you been up to?
This man. This man!
Treasure him, Father Crilly!
He has wisdom far beyond his years.
Thanks very much.
(Bloodcurdling scream )
Quick! It's Bishop Jordan!
I think he's dead!
There! Oh, Lord!
Yeah. That's a dustbin, Mrs Doyle.
There! Oh, Lord!
This is terrible!
Where's Bishop Facks?
We have to straighten out the media!
That's the important thing, Father!
And we have to do it...
..now!
ARGHHHHH!
Dougal...thank you!
You're welcome, Bishop.
No, no - Eddie.
Are you sure you won't
reconsider your decision?
No. It's too late.
I'm off to India with a few friends.
Ah, there they are.
See you again, then.
Er, Your Grace. The Holy Stone...
Will it, er, still be a Class II
when they, er...remove it?
(Dougal) Bye.
God bless.
Went pretty well, I thought.