Forever Knight (1992) s01e03 Episode Script
For I Have Sinned
[KISSING, WOMAN GIGGLES.]
MAN: Mm [WOMAN MOANS.]
[WOMAN CHUCKLES.]
Oh [WOMAN MOANS.]
LAUGHING: I am out of here! Come here, come here, come here.
It's Red Tag days.
You got a two-for-one special? Oh, it's too late.
You'll have to wait for the one-cent sale.
Get home safely.
I will.
Okay.
Take care.
Call me, okay? [ .]
[GROWLING AND SCREAMING.]
[MUFFLED CRY.]
[SCREAMING.]
[TRAIN HORN HONKS.]
[MUFFLED CRIES.]
MAN: You don't deserve to wear this.
[ .]
NARRATOR: He was brought across in 1228.
Preyed on humans for their blood.
Now he wants to be mortal again To repay society for his sins To emerge from his world of darkness From his endless forever night.
[GROWLS.]
[LOUD ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC PLAYING.]
[WOMAN SINGS INDISTINCTLY.]
[HISSING GROWL.]
Word to the wise: immortality's no excuse not to floss.
Bon soir, Nicholas.
Myra looks like death warmed over.
Well, you know Myra.
Binging one minute, purging the next.
I think she still has remnants of a conscience, no self-respect.
I'm here on business.
Two women have been murdered this week, one decapitated, one disemboweled.
And so you came to me, hmm? Nicholas, you used to be so charming.
You know I don't care about what happens to them, and neither should you.
Some people change.
Ah, but you're not people, hmm? You're never going to learn that, are you? [HEARTBEAT POUNDING.]
Justtaste it.
You can't deny what you are.
You need it.
Hey, Knight.
Knight! If you hear anything Bon appetit.
Well, uh, hi there.
I thought I told you to stay outside.
What are you doing? I was just about to score.
Wait outside? Wait outside.
Wait outside so you could play with all that beautiful stuff in there by yourself.
It's dangerous in there, Schanke.
Dangerous? Ha, ha.
I eat danger for breakfast.
That is grade-A action in there.
You're just selfish.
Look, you're a married man, Schanke.
Hey, listen, my father fooled around, his father fooled around.
It's a family tradition.
Oh yeah? I don't think you got it in you.
Oh, is that right? Yeah.
Is that right? You don't think I got it in me? No, I don't.
Well, I'm telling you, it's in the genes.
Hah! [POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
You're looking at a killer ladies' man.
DISPATCH: 81 kilo, 81 kilo.
Where the hell are you guys? What's this? That's why I came in to get you.
What is it this time? Ugly.
[CAR STARTER GRINDS.]
[ENGINE TURNS OVER.]
Great car.
It works.
What the hell is this? It's a crucifixion.
Get her covered up and get her out of here! Easy, Knight.
You heard what the man said.
Get her to the M.
E.
, fast.
You okay? I got to admit, that's a first for me too.
What's his name? Gregory something.
That is a guilty man.
Yeahbut not about killing her.
They were probably just having an affair.
He and the victim? They said she was married.
Oh, come on, Schanke.
I thought you were a man of the world.
Take him in.
Maybe he knows something.
They say that death by crucifixion takes hours days, even.
She was dead before she got spiked.
How do you know that? There's not enough blood.
Boy, I really hate to admit this, but you were right.
Coronary.
She died from sheer unmitigated terror.
Here, come here.
I want you to look at this.
Nat, would you mind? Oh.
So take a look.
Beautiful, isn't it? Yeah, depends on your point of view.
These things really make you uncomfortable, don't they? They make me feel weak.
I'm afraid of them.
Well, that's the next thing we should work on.
Well, if you don't mind, I'd just as soon stick with your garlic pills.
To become mortal, Nick, you're going to have to confront your immortal fears.
You want me to start wearing it to bed? No, but you will need it for evidence.
Why? I screwed up.
It just didn't register when I found them on the other two women.
The other two victims wore crosses? I checked.
They're all Catholic.
[ .]
The Lord be in your heart and on your lips so that you may freely and sincerely confess your sins.
I don't know why I came here.
There's no need to be afraid.
God is always ready to forgive us, no matter what our transgression-- I haven't sinned.
I'm about God's work.
I'm cleansing his church, purging it.
We should all bediligent in our service to God.
Three sinners already burn in Hell, for I hold the keys of perdition and of death.
[PAPER RUSTLING.]
God does not desire the death of sinners.
He wants them to turn away from wickedness and live.
Look into your conscience.
Conscience is the sinner's word.
He pleads conscience, you absolve him, and he walks away smiling.
It's not that simple.
The next sinner to die will be one who defiles this cathedral with her very presence.
She feeds the fires of lust in men, so shall she be consumed with fire.
Please, you're here, you want to confess.
Something deep inside you is crying out for help.
I don't need help.
I am the arm of God.
I am His fury.
Please, you must confess.
You have to listen to [FOOTSTEPS RECEDING.]
[TELEPHONE RINGING.]
[GAGS SLIGHTLY.]
Knight, it's Schanke.
You were right, for once.
All three women were Catholic, and get this, get this-- they all went to St.
John's.
Maybe this thing is finally coming together after all, and don't try to call me tonight.
I'm off duty.
Hasta la bye-bye! [ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS.]
[ .]
[CHURCH BELL TOLLS.]
You've been following me.
Yes, I couldn't help myself.
I could feel someone, something.
Hmm.
Were you frightened? Is that why you stopped to hide? I am not hiding.
I stopped to pray for a safe journey.
I am going to meet with the dauphin in Vaucouleurs.
It's a shame.
I don't think you'll ever arrive.
I have no fear of you.
You should.
No.
My grandmother used to tell me of the handsome creatures cursed to spend eternity in darkness.
You are Nicholas of Brabant, the man of the night.
You think I'm cursed? I who live forever? Oh, yes, very Because you are afraid of salvation, you who choose to live forever live in constant fear of death.
I do not.
I will pray for you, Nicholas.
I will pray for us both.
Courage What is your other name? Joan.
[CHURCH BELL TOLLS.]
[SCREAMING.]
[BREATHING UNEVENLY.]
Well, the garlic pills are definitely an improvement.
Listen, we'd better save as many of those nails as we can for next year.
They cost nearly a dollar each.
Sorry.
Now, you were talking about confession.
I was saying that if someone told you, in confession, they were planning to, oh, let's say, rob a bank, okay? No, let's make it more melodramatic.
What if they were planning to murder someone, their wife, hypothetically, of course-- would you go to the police? You know the answer to that.
Absolutely not.
Even if it meant that the wife would die? Yes.
The sanctity of the confessional is inviolable.
What about conscience? Now, Pierre, God directs us, not our conscience.
If we break the seal of the confession, who could ever trust the Church again? But you'd have to live with that wife's death on your conscience.
Yes, and I'd probably suffer for it for the rest of my life.
Harry, come over here.
Look, I'm going to need you to just fill out that row in the front, okay? That's a lad.
A priest must be true to his vows.
What about living with himself in the real world? We must follow God's will.
So a priest can do nothing to stop sin.
Nothing that would identify the sinner.
No, Harry, that's wrong.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING.]
Want to dance? Or, uh, maybe something else? Well, yeah, I, sure, I So, what's a girl like you doing in a place like this? It's a life.
Oh Can't believe I'm actually dancing to this stuff.
And what else goes with dancing? I don't know, uh dining? [LAUGHING.]
I was thinking of something else.
Take my hand.
Sure.
[BELL TOLLS.]
Father? Detective Knight, Homicide.
Pierre Rochefort.
Is there something wrong, Detective? No.
Were you looking for me? Not specifically.
I was just waiting for Any old priest who came along? Why don't we go inside? It's okay, I don't mind the weather.
Father, do you know any of these women? I buried them all.
Can you tell me something about them? Did they know each other? Sorry, I have to go.
It's a coincidence, isn't it, Father? Three women from your church, all murdered.
One decapitated, one disemboweled, and the last one Yes, I know.
Sorry, I can't help you.
Father It's a religious person who's doing this, isn't it? If that's the case, perhaps he'll confess.
Maybe he already has.
In my next life, I'm gonna be a dancing doctor.
I think doctors are too formal too impersonal.
Don't you think? Hmm? Uh-huh.
Honey, baby, sugar I think your plumbing needs a little flushing, don't you? That's how I'm gonna treat my patients.
Oh Take slow, easy breaths, killer.
We don't want your blood to boil.
It spoils the taste.
[HEART POUNDING.]
Oh It's okay.
Breathe.
[PANTING.]
I'm gonna cure you, you macho dog, forever.
[HISSING.]
Alma! Where am I? How did I get-- Just get out of here.
Alma's not the kind of woman that you want to play around with.
The consequences could have proved fatal.
What do you mean, she might have? You mean, I could have caught something-- Let's just say that you would become a permanent member of the night shift.
Oh, God.
Ah! Never ever come back to this club, Mr.
Schanke.
Believe me, I'm doing you a favor.
[GASPS.]
[GROWLING SOFTLY.]
[TELEPHONES RINGS, WOMEN TALKING.]
WOMAN #1: Hi, Loose Lips.
WOMAN #2: You just keep that up.
What do I look like? Well, honey, I'm 5'10", Expiration date? [SIGHS.]
Hey, pal, you're not going to get happy on dead plastic.
So I took the blue one back, and I told them I wanted a refund, right? Have I got guts or what? This is, of course, after I wore it to the wedding.
She looks at me and she says, "Has this been worn?" I look at her straight in the eyes and I say, "Listen, honey, I had to wear it to know it didn't fit, right?" [TELEPHONE RINGS.]
WOMAN #3: Sure.
Hello? MAN'S VOICE: Can I speak to Magda? Yes, this is Magda.
[FAINTLY.]
I hold the keys of perdition and death.
You have profaned the Church by feeding the fire of lust.
How did you get this? [MAN'S SPEECH BECOMES INAUDIBLE.]
What? [TAPE REWINDING.]
Magda, you okay? MAN: You profane the Church by feeding the fire of lust.
I know who you are, Magda, and all the dirty things you say, and so you shall be consumed by fire.
[TAPE STOPS.]
I didn't know you went to church.
Yeah, well, I didn't think it would help my resume.
Look, I've got to go to the police.
This freak knows who I am.
Look, what are the cops going to do? Shake it off.
Freaks are our business.
Uh, what time you off? Um, an hour and a half.
You're no good to me all wired up like this.
Split, okay? See you tomorrow night.
Thanks, Peggy.
I know, little bald heads.
Okay, what you got to do is sing him a sweet lullaby, turn him over on his back and caress him very gently.
It's my babysitter.
Yeah, okay, like that Yeah.
[ .]
[MUFFLED CRY.]
MAGDA: No, no! No! No, let go! Let go! Leave me alone! Help! No.
No No! Oh, help.
Help! Quiet, whore, or I'll send you to hell right now.
Metro police.
Release the girl now.
Oh! Call an ambulance.
Now! Stop it right there! Now put your hands on your head and turn around slowly.
MAN: Come on.
[PANTING.]
Don't shoot.
Father Rochefort.
Please don't shoot.
MAN ON TAPE: You're a dirty little girl, aren't you? You have spat in God's face.
You'll pay for that.
I hold the keys of perdition and of death.
All right, one more time.
You recognize the voice, don't you? I honestly don't know.
Don't lie to me, Father.
It doesn't become you.
Why are you protecting the killer? I'm not protecting him.
I'm protecting something more important-- the rules and beliefs of my religion.
What about the victims of God's unofficial avenging angel? Nick, that's enough.
I'm sorry, Father.
Are there are no circumstances under which you can speak? [SCOFFS.]
Okay, you were in the alley because you wanted to warn Magda, weren't you? Well, isn't that breaking your vow? Come on, Father, all I want is a name here! Sorry.
Things said in confessional are for God's ears only.
Tell you what, Father.
Next woman that's murdered, you come along when I tell the family.
Even better, tell the family yourself.
All right, that's it.
Knight, you're out of here.
Fine.
Detective Faith is the cornerstone of the Church.
The Church grants people salvation and everlasting life.
I believe in it.
Is there nothing you believe in that strongly? Nicholas.
Well, you're a very different person from the last time we met.
A heroine now.
A heretic, they say.
Well, they do have a point.
After all, why would God reveal his plans through a farmer's daughter? Why did He send His son to us as a carpenter? And so you'll die a martyr.
Well, I'm sure that will please you very much.
What would please me very much is to be back in Domremy with my family.
So you are afraid of dying? Life isn't so everlasting now.
[HEART POUNDING.]
I can give it to you.
[HEART POUNDING.]
A life that never ends.
A power beyond your imagination.
Don't.
Why throw your life away for the Church? For some pious old men who lied to you? How can you do that? If my death is necessary to keep the Church strong, so be it.
I will live on in the hereafter.
How can you be so sure your God will be waiting for you on the other side? Faith.
Pure, simple faith.
Take this to remember me by, to remember that the faith you've lost is always there to regain.
[BELL TOLLING.]
Detective Knight.
I've been looking all over for you.
Are you okay? What? What do you mean, "what?" I just saw you get shot.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, I was just grazed.
I'll be all right.
Thanks for asking.
You know, I've been thinking.
Maybe you and me, we could set up a sting.
I could wa-- Magda, Magda Leave it to us, okay? We'll take care of it.
Hey, detective.
You're not gonna catch this guy without my help.
Well, we'll try.
Thank you for your help.
Magda Father Rochefort, what are you doing here? Go home.
Go home and lock your doors until this is over.
No.
No.
I can help.
Nick, can you find someone to take her to get her stuff and put her up at a motel with a uniform? Sure.
I want you to stay away from the church, Father.
He could be coming after you too.
No, I-- I can't do that.
It's amazing-looking and very, very old.
Where did you get it? It was Joan of Arc's.
Joan of Arc? The Joan of Arc.
Did she actually give it to you? Yeah, I wanted to bring her over to save her life, but she wouldn't let me.
You know, she had this incredible strength, this courage, utter lack of fear.
Faith.
Yeah.
Faith in her own immortality the spiritual kind, not the kind I had to offer.
Bring the cross closer to me.
Why are you all so afraid of it? Because it's a symbol of the one true light, and we're creatures of the dark.
No, bring it closer.
Why tackle this now? Because tomorrow I'm spending the day in a church.
SCHANKE: I know it's not even light yet, honey.
I just wanted to call and see how you were doing.
Well, yeah, yeah, I figured you'd be asleep, but I just I just wanted to call and talk to you.
I wanted to tell you that I love you.
Inconsiderate? What? Hey, Myra-- Myra.
Myra, will you let me in here? I know my timing could be better, but-- Okay, okay, just Just go back to sleep, will you? [SIGHS.]
That woman doesn't know when she's got a good thing going.
How many guys call up from work just to say hi? At 6 in the morning.
There's an old Italian saying, Schanke.
"When a man sends his wife flowers for no reason, there's usually a reason.
" Well, there's another old Italian saying.
"Get out of my face.
" You stay at the front.
The other three guys, one at each side.
This is a big place.
You want me to call for a couple more guys? If he shows, I don't want him to get suspicious.
Well, where are you going to be? Inside.
[ORGAN PLAYING.]
[WOMAN GASPING.]
Do not mourn for me, Nicholas.
I will live forever.
Hold up my cross.
It will give me courage.
[JOAN SCREAMING.]
[BELL TOLLING.]
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
Father? Father, I know you are there.
I can see your profile.
[SNORING.]
[SNORING.]
Why don't I just say and let you nap? [ .]
[CONFESSIONAL DOOR OPENS.]
SCHANKE: Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
IRISH ACCENT: How long has it been since your last confession, my son? About two years.
I know I haven't been a good Christian, Father.
I'm probably a lousy Christian by your standards, but last night I did something I don't know, Father.
I just don't know.
You can speak freely, my son.
Well, I've been married now for 10 years, and all that time, I've been good.
I'm not the type of guy, to, uh, to, uh Fool around? Exactly.
You took the words right out of my mouth.
I was raised a good Catholic, Father.
I'm Polish-Italian.
You can't get much more Catholic than that.
Anyway, I went to this club that my partner hangs out at a lot.
Why did you go there? Well, this partner of mine, I got to admit, I've been giving him a tough time, but he's a real piece of work, you know? He always makes me wait outside this place.
Never lets me go in, so the other night, I went in there looking for him, and you would not believe this place, Father.
I meanyou can just use your imagination.
So I went back last night alone.
With lust in your heart? Why did I do it?! I mean, what was I trying to prove? There was this woman in there, her name was Alma or Yvette I don't know what her name was.
It's Alma.
Yeah, right, Alma.
Anyway, she was coming on to me like I was Mel Gibson to the tenth, like I was some sort of Greek God.
[STILL WITH ACCENT.]
Number one, I thought told you to stay away from there.
Number two, you're supposed to cover this place from the outside.
You son of a-- Promise you'll never go in there again.
COP: Well, it's hard to imagine a guy who would actually do all that stuff.
Yeah, well, you wouldn't say that had you been grabbed by this guy.
Well, you are a tough woman with a little bit of tough luck.
Gin.
Again.
Thanks.
Any time.
Thanks for dinner.
You want to use the bathroom or something? Uh-uh.
No thanks.
Well, if you don't mind, I think I'll take a shower.
That's fine.
I'd ask you to come and scrub my back, or something, but there's probably a regulation against that, right? Probably.
Yeah, okay.
Um, maybe I should just wait outside.
Oh, all right.
Well, I'll tell you what.
Maybe we can play some more cards when you come back-- Hearts or something romantic.
Oh, that's fine.
I'll be waiting.
Detective Knight.
Who gave you permission to violate the sanctity of the confessional? Look, we're trying to catch a killer here.
The Lord helps those who Etcetera, etcetera.
Anyway, I thought you were supposed to stay away from here.
I don't expect you to understand my faith, but you have no right to trample over it! Let go of me! We bothwant to stop this poor man before he kills again.
Oh, poor man.
Yeah.
The guy just mutilated three of your parishioners.
He can be forgiven.
We all can be forgiven.
[DOOR SLAMS.]
Detective, even you can have life everlasting.
Now, let's break a little bread and start over as friends.
How do you feel about bratwurst and sauerkraut? Oh, my.
Hey, hey, is Knight okay? KNIGHT: Alive and well, Schanke.
I think your confession made me sick to my stomach.
Hey, look, that is not for publication.
I do not want you contacting Reuters or UPI, got it? Look, he ain't gonna show, I'm cold, I'm tired.
Did someone say there's bratwurst in there? I'll send a plate out with Ewell.
That's very big of you.
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING.]
[GASPS.]
Hey, Schanke.
Schanke? SauerkrautSchanke! [GROANING.]
Magda.
Magda's inside.
officer down, officer down.
No No.
Magda? Seal the exits.
I'm going outside.
[MAGDA WHIMPERING.]
No.
Burn in hell, whore.
What is your other name? Joan.
JOAN: Hold up my cross.
It will give me courage.
Faith.
Pure, simple faith.
Remember that the faith you've lost is always there to regain.
[WHIMPERING.]
[YELLING.]
It's all right.
I'll get you out of here.
Just hold on.
You okay? Yeah.
[GASPING.]
How did you-- how did you do that? A little bit of adrenaline and a lot of faith.
No, I'd seen him at church a few times, the poor soul.
You actually feel sorry for this guy? She who forgives little, loves little.
Yeah, you're right.
Hey, Father, despite my line of work, I do listen to you.
You're the best priest we've had in a long time best-looking too.
Damn.
I've, uh I've got to go.
Oh.
Um, thanks.
No problem.
Really, I couldn't.
Oh, please.
Thank you.
Keep the faith.
Yeah.
No, I was out of line.
Don't apologize.
If I could have helped Listen, I know you couldn't betray your faith, all right? I can finally understand that now.
You should come in sometime.
Confession is good for your soul.
You know, I think my partner does enough confessing for both of us.
It really hurts, Natalie.
Just let me look.
Oh, that's not Ooh, ring around the collar.
What are you, a hygienist? Man, oh, man, oh, man My head is pounding.
I think it's your conscience, Schanke.
Oh, tell me about it.
You'd better get going.
You were able to hold it.
It burns, but not as badly.
Who knows? Maybe I'm a step closer.
To God or mortality? Maybe both.
Hey, guys, I'm famished.
Want to grab a bite? No thanks, Schanke.
Sun's coming up.
[ .]
MAN: Mm [WOMAN MOANS.]
[WOMAN CHUCKLES.]
Oh [WOMAN MOANS.]
LAUGHING: I am out of here! Come here, come here, come here.
It's Red Tag days.
You got a two-for-one special? Oh, it's too late.
You'll have to wait for the one-cent sale.
Get home safely.
I will.
Okay.
Take care.
Call me, okay? [ .]
[GROWLING AND SCREAMING.]
[MUFFLED CRY.]
[SCREAMING.]
[TRAIN HORN HONKS.]
[MUFFLED CRIES.]
MAN: You don't deserve to wear this.
[ .]
NARRATOR: He was brought across in 1228.
Preyed on humans for their blood.
Now he wants to be mortal again To repay society for his sins To emerge from his world of darkness From his endless forever night.
[GROWLS.]
[LOUD ROCK 'N' ROLL MUSIC PLAYING.]
[WOMAN SINGS INDISTINCTLY.]
[HISSING GROWL.]
Word to the wise: immortality's no excuse not to floss.
Bon soir, Nicholas.
Myra looks like death warmed over.
Well, you know Myra.
Binging one minute, purging the next.
I think she still has remnants of a conscience, no self-respect.
I'm here on business.
Two women have been murdered this week, one decapitated, one disemboweled.
And so you came to me, hmm? Nicholas, you used to be so charming.
You know I don't care about what happens to them, and neither should you.
Some people change.
Ah, but you're not people, hmm? You're never going to learn that, are you? [HEARTBEAT POUNDING.]
Justtaste it.
You can't deny what you are.
You need it.
Hey, Knight.
Knight! If you hear anything Bon appetit.
Well, uh, hi there.
I thought I told you to stay outside.
What are you doing? I was just about to score.
Wait outside? Wait outside.
Wait outside so you could play with all that beautiful stuff in there by yourself.
It's dangerous in there, Schanke.
Dangerous? Ha, ha.
I eat danger for breakfast.
That is grade-A action in there.
You're just selfish.
Look, you're a married man, Schanke.
Hey, listen, my father fooled around, his father fooled around.
It's a family tradition.
Oh yeah? I don't think you got it in you.
Oh, is that right? Yeah.
Is that right? You don't think I got it in me? No, I don't.
Well, I'm telling you, it's in the genes.
Hah! [POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
You're looking at a killer ladies' man.
DISPATCH: 81 kilo, 81 kilo.
Where the hell are you guys? What's this? That's why I came in to get you.
What is it this time? Ugly.
[CAR STARTER GRINDS.]
[ENGINE TURNS OVER.]
Great car.
It works.
What the hell is this? It's a crucifixion.
Get her covered up and get her out of here! Easy, Knight.
You heard what the man said.
Get her to the M.
E.
, fast.
You okay? I got to admit, that's a first for me too.
What's his name? Gregory something.
That is a guilty man.
Yeahbut not about killing her.
They were probably just having an affair.
He and the victim? They said she was married.
Oh, come on, Schanke.
I thought you were a man of the world.
Take him in.
Maybe he knows something.
They say that death by crucifixion takes hours days, even.
She was dead before she got spiked.
How do you know that? There's not enough blood.
Boy, I really hate to admit this, but you were right.
Coronary.
She died from sheer unmitigated terror.
Here, come here.
I want you to look at this.
Nat, would you mind? Oh.
So take a look.
Beautiful, isn't it? Yeah, depends on your point of view.
These things really make you uncomfortable, don't they? They make me feel weak.
I'm afraid of them.
Well, that's the next thing we should work on.
Well, if you don't mind, I'd just as soon stick with your garlic pills.
To become mortal, Nick, you're going to have to confront your immortal fears.
You want me to start wearing it to bed? No, but you will need it for evidence.
Why? I screwed up.
It just didn't register when I found them on the other two women.
The other two victims wore crosses? I checked.
They're all Catholic.
[ .]
The Lord be in your heart and on your lips so that you may freely and sincerely confess your sins.
I don't know why I came here.
There's no need to be afraid.
God is always ready to forgive us, no matter what our transgression-- I haven't sinned.
I'm about God's work.
I'm cleansing his church, purging it.
We should all bediligent in our service to God.
Three sinners already burn in Hell, for I hold the keys of perdition and of death.
[PAPER RUSTLING.]
God does not desire the death of sinners.
He wants them to turn away from wickedness and live.
Look into your conscience.
Conscience is the sinner's word.
He pleads conscience, you absolve him, and he walks away smiling.
It's not that simple.
The next sinner to die will be one who defiles this cathedral with her very presence.
She feeds the fires of lust in men, so shall she be consumed with fire.
Please, you're here, you want to confess.
Something deep inside you is crying out for help.
I don't need help.
I am the arm of God.
I am His fury.
Please, you must confess.
You have to listen to [FOOTSTEPS RECEDING.]
[TELEPHONE RINGING.]
[GAGS SLIGHTLY.]
Knight, it's Schanke.
You were right, for once.
All three women were Catholic, and get this, get this-- they all went to St.
John's.
Maybe this thing is finally coming together after all, and don't try to call me tonight.
I'm off duty.
Hasta la bye-bye! [ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS.]
[ .]
[CHURCH BELL TOLLS.]
You've been following me.
Yes, I couldn't help myself.
I could feel someone, something.
Hmm.
Were you frightened? Is that why you stopped to hide? I am not hiding.
I stopped to pray for a safe journey.
I am going to meet with the dauphin in Vaucouleurs.
It's a shame.
I don't think you'll ever arrive.
I have no fear of you.
You should.
No.
My grandmother used to tell me of the handsome creatures cursed to spend eternity in darkness.
You are Nicholas of Brabant, the man of the night.
You think I'm cursed? I who live forever? Oh, yes, very Because you are afraid of salvation, you who choose to live forever live in constant fear of death.
I do not.
I will pray for you, Nicholas.
I will pray for us both.
Courage What is your other name? Joan.
[CHURCH BELL TOLLS.]
[SCREAMING.]
[BREATHING UNEVENLY.]
Well, the garlic pills are definitely an improvement.
Listen, we'd better save as many of those nails as we can for next year.
They cost nearly a dollar each.
Sorry.
Now, you were talking about confession.
I was saying that if someone told you, in confession, they were planning to, oh, let's say, rob a bank, okay? No, let's make it more melodramatic.
What if they were planning to murder someone, their wife, hypothetically, of course-- would you go to the police? You know the answer to that.
Absolutely not.
Even if it meant that the wife would die? Yes.
The sanctity of the confessional is inviolable.
What about conscience? Now, Pierre, God directs us, not our conscience.
If we break the seal of the confession, who could ever trust the Church again? But you'd have to live with that wife's death on your conscience.
Yes, and I'd probably suffer for it for the rest of my life.
Harry, come over here.
Look, I'm going to need you to just fill out that row in the front, okay? That's a lad.
A priest must be true to his vows.
What about living with himself in the real world? We must follow God's will.
So a priest can do nothing to stop sin.
Nothing that would identify the sinner.
No, Harry, that's wrong.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING.]
Want to dance? Or, uh, maybe something else? Well, yeah, I, sure, I So, what's a girl like you doing in a place like this? It's a life.
Oh Can't believe I'm actually dancing to this stuff.
And what else goes with dancing? I don't know, uh dining? [LAUGHING.]
I was thinking of something else.
Take my hand.
Sure.
[BELL TOLLS.]
Father? Detective Knight, Homicide.
Pierre Rochefort.
Is there something wrong, Detective? No.
Were you looking for me? Not specifically.
I was just waiting for Any old priest who came along? Why don't we go inside? It's okay, I don't mind the weather.
Father, do you know any of these women? I buried them all.
Can you tell me something about them? Did they know each other? Sorry, I have to go.
It's a coincidence, isn't it, Father? Three women from your church, all murdered.
One decapitated, one disemboweled, and the last one Yes, I know.
Sorry, I can't help you.
Father It's a religious person who's doing this, isn't it? If that's the case, perhaps he'll confess.
Maybe he already has.
In my next life, I'm gonna be a dancing doctor.
I think doctors are too formal too impersonal.
Don't you think? Hmm? Uh-huh.
Honey, baby, sugar I think your plumbing needs a little flushing, don't you? That's how I'm gonna treat my patients.
Oh Take slow, easy breaths, killer.
We don't want your blood to boil.
It spoils the taste.
[HEART POUNDING.]
Oh It's okay.
Breathe.
[PANTING.]
I'm gonna cure you, you macho dog, forever.
[HISSING.]
Alma! Where am I? How did I get-- Just get out of here.
Alma's not the kind of woman that you want to play around with.
The consequences could have proved fatal.
What do you mean, she might have? You mean, I could have caught something-- Let's just say that you would become a permanent member of the night shift.
Oh, God.
Ah! Never ever come back to this club, Mr.
Schanke.
Believe me, I'm doing you a favor.
[GASPS.]
[GROWLING SOFTLY.]
[TELEPHONES RINGS, WOMEN TALKING.]
WOMAN #1: Hi, Loose Lips.
WOMAN #2: You just keep that up.
What do I look like? Well, honey, I'm 5'10", Expiration date? [SIGHS.]
Hey, pal, you're not going to get happy on dead plastic.
So I took the blue one back, and I told them I wanted a refund, right? Have I got guts or what? This is, of course, after I wore it to the wedding.
She looks at me and she says, "Has this been worn?" I look at her straight in the eyes and I say, "Listen, honey, I had to wear it to know it didn't fit, right?" [TELEPHONE RINGS.]
WOMAN #3: Sure.
Hello? MAN'S VOICE: Can I speak to Magda? Yes, this is Magda.
[FAINTLY.]
I hold the keys of perdition and death.
You have profaned the Church by feeding the fire of lust.
How did you get this? [MAN'S SPEECH BECOMES INAUDIBLE.]
What? [TAPE REWINDING.]
Magda, you okay? MAN: You profane the Church by feeding the fire of lust.
I know who you are, Magda, and all the dirty things you say, and so you shall be consumed by fire.
[TAPE STOPS.]
I didn't know you went to church.
Yeah, well, I didn't think it would help my resume.
Look, I've got to go to the police.
This freak knows who I am.
Look, what are the cops going to do? Shake it off.
Freaks are our business.
Uh, what time you off? Um, an hour and a half.
You're no good to me all wired up like this.
Split, okay? See you tomorrow night.
Thanks, Peggy.
I know, little bald heads.
Okay, what you got to do is sing him a sweet lullaby, turn him over on his back and caress him very gently.
It's my babysitter.
Yeah, okay, like that Yeah.
[ .]
[MUFFLED CRY.]
MAGDA: No, no! No! No, let go! Let go! Leave me alone! Help! No.
No No! Oh, help.
Help! Quiet, whore, or I'll send you to hell right now.
Metro police.
Release the girl now.
Oh! Call an ambulance.
Now! Stop it right there! Now put your hands on your head and turn around slowly.
MAN: Come on.
[PANTING.]
Don't shoot.
Father Rochefort.
Please don't shoot.
MAN ON TAPE: You're a dirty little girl, aren't you? You have spat in God's face.
You'll pay for that.
I hold the keys of perdition and of death.
All right, one more time.
You recognize the voice, don't you? I honestly don't know.
Don't lie to me, Father.
It doesn't become you.
Why are you protecting the killer? I'm not protecting him.
I'm protecting something more important-- the rules and beliefs of my religion.
What about the victims of God's unofficial avenging angel? Nick, that's enough.
I'm sorry, Father.
Are there are no circumstances under which you can speak? [SCOFFS.]
Okay, you were in the alley because you wanted to warn Magda, weren't you? Well, isn't that breaking your vow? Come on, Father, all I want is a name here! Sorry.
Things said in confessional are for God's ears only.
Tell you what, Father.
Next woman that's murdered, you come along when I tell the family.
Even better, tell the family yourself.
All right, that's it.
Knight, you're out of here.
Fine.
Detective Faith is the cornerstone of the Church.
The Church grants people salvation and everlasting life.
I believe in it.
Is there nothing you believe in that strongly? Nicholas.
Well, you're a very different person from the last time we met.
A heroine now.
A heretic, they say.
Well, they do have a point.
After all, why would God reveal his plans through a farmer's daughter? Why did He send His son to us as a carpenter? And so you'll die a martyr.
Well, I'm sure that will please you very much.
What would please me very much is to be back in Domremy with my family.
So you are afraid of dying? Life isn't so everlasting now.
[HEART POUNDING.]
I can give it to you.
[HEART POUNDING.]
A life that never ends.
A power beyond your imagination.
Don't.
Why throw your life away for the Church? For some pious old men who lied to you? How can you do that? If my death is necessary to keep the Church strong, so be it.
I will live on in the hereafter.
How can you be so sure your God will be waiting for you on the other side? Faith.
Pure, simple faith.
Take this to remember me by, to remember that the faith you've lost is always there to regain.
[BELL TOLLING.]
Detective Knight.
I've been looking all over for you.
Are you okay? What? What do you mean, "what?" I just saw you get shot.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah, I was just grazed.
I'll be all right.
Thanks for asking.
You know, I've been thinking.
Maybe you and me, we could set up a sting.
I could wa-- Magda, Magda Leave it to us, okay? We'll take care of it.
Hey, detective.
You're not gonna catch this guy without my help.
Well, we'll try.
Thank you for your help.
Magda Father Rochefort, what are you doing here? Go home.
Go home and lock your doors until this is over.
No.
No.
I can help.
Nick, can you find someone to take her to get her stuff and put her up at a motel with a uniform? Sure.
I want you to stay away from the church, Father.
He could be coming after you too.
No, I-- I can't do that.
It's amazing-looking and very, very old.
Where did you get it? It was Joan of Arc's.
Joan of Arc? The Joan of Arc.
Did she actually give it to you? Yeah, I wanted to bring her over to save her life, but she wouldn't let me.
You know, she had this incredible strength, this courage, utter lack of fear.
Faith.
Yeah.
Faith in her own immortality the spiritual kind, not the kind I had to offer.
Bring the cross closer to me.
Why are you all so afraid of it? Because it's a symbol of the one true light, and we're creatures of the dark.
No, bring it closer.
Why tackle this now? Because tomorrow I'm spending the day in a church.
SCHANKE: I know it's not even light yet, honey.
I just wanted to call and see how you were doing.
Well, yeah, yeah, I figured you'd be asleep, but I just I just wanted to call and talk to you.
I wanted to tell you that I love you.
Inconsiderate? What? Hey, Myra-- Myra.
Myra, will you let me in here? I know my timing could be better, but-- Okay, okay, just Just go back to sleep, will you? [SIGHS.]
That woman doesn't know when she's got a good thing going.
How many guys call up from work just to say hi? At 6 in the morning.
There's an old Italian saying, Schanke.
"When a man sends his wife flowers for no reason, there's usually a reason.
" Well, there's another old Italian saying.
"Get out of my face.
" You stay at the front.
The other three guys, one at each side.
This is a big place.
You want me to call for a couple more guys? If he shows, I don't want him to get suspicious.
Well, where are you going to be? Inside.
[ORGAN PLAYING.]
[WOMAN GASPING.]
Do not mourn for me, Nicholas.
I will live forever.
Hold up my cross.
It will give me courage.
[JOAN SCREAMING.]
[BELL TOLLING.]
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
Father? Father, I know you are there.
I can see your profile.
[SNORING.]
[SNORING.]
Why don't I just say and let you nap? [ .]
[CONFESSIONAL DOOR OPENS.]
SCHANKE: Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.
IRISH ACCENT: How long has it been since your last confession, my son? About two years.
I know I haven't been a good Christian, Father.
I'm probably a lousy Christian by your standards, but last night I did something I don't know, Father.
I just don't know.
You can speak freely, my son.
Well, I've been married now for 10 years, and all that time, I've been good.
I'm not the type of guy, to, uh, to, uh Fool around? Exactly.
You took the words right out of my mouth.
I was raised a good Catholic, Father.
I'm Polish-Italian.
You can't get much more Catholic than that.
Anyway, I went to this club that my partner hangs out at a lot.
Why did you go there? Well, this partner of mine, I got to admit, I've been giving him a tough time, but he's a real piece of work, you know? He always makes me wait outside this place.
Never lets me go in, so the other night, I went in there looking for him, and you would not believe this place, Father.
I meanyou can just use your imagination.
So I went back last night alone.
With lust in your heart? Why did I do it?! I mean, what was I trying to prove? There was this woman in there, her name was Alma or Yvette I don't know what her name was.
It's Alma.
Yeah, right, Alma.
Anyway, she was coming on to me like I was Mel Gibson to the tenth, like I was some sort of Greek God.
[STILL WITH ACCENT.]
Number one, I thought told you to stay away from there.
Number two, you're supposed to cover this place from the outside.
You son of a-- Promise you'll never go in there again.
COP: Well, it's hard to imagine a guy who would actually do all that stuff.
Yeah, well, you wouldn't say that had you been grabbed by this guy.
Well, you are a tough woman with a little bit of tough luck.
Gin.
Again.
Thanks.
Any time.
Thanks for dinner.
You want to use the bathroom or something? Uh-uh.
No thanks.
Well, if you don't mind, I think I'll take a shower.
That's fine.
I'd ask you to come and scrub my back, or something, but there's probably a regulation against that, right? Probably.
Yeah, okay.
Um, maybe I should just wait outside.
Oh, all right.
Well, I'll tell you what.
Maybe we can play some more cards when you come back-- Hearts or something romantic.
Oh, that's fine.
I'll be waiting.
Detective Knight.
Who gave you permission to violate the sanctity of the confessional? Look, we're trying to catch a killer here.
The Lord helps those who Etcetera, etcetera.
Anyway, I thought you were supposed to stay away from here.
I don't expect you to understand my faith, but you have no right to trample over it! Let go of me! We bothwant to stop this poor man before he kills again.
Oh, poor man.
Yeah.
The guy just mutilated three of your parishioners.
He can be forgiven.
We all can be forgiven.
[DOOR SLAMS.]
Detective, even you can have life everlasting.
Now, let's break a little bread and start over as friends.
How do you feel about bratwurst and sauerkraut? Oh, my.
Hey, hey, is Knight okay? KNIGHT: Alive and well, Schanke.
I think your confession made me sick to my stomach.
Hey, look, that is not for publication.
I do not want you contacting Reuters or UPI, got it? Look, he ain't gonna show, I'm cold, I'm tired.
Did someone say there's bratwurst in there? I'll send a plate out with Ewell.
That's very big of you.
[POLICE RADIO CHATTER.]
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING.]
[GASPS.]
Hey, Schanke.
Schanke? SauerkrautSchanke! [GROANING.]
Magda.
Magda's inside.
officer down, officer down.
No No.
Magda? Seal the exits.
I'm going outside.
[MAGDA WHIMPERING.]
No.
Burn in hell, whore.
What is your other name? Joan.
JOAN: Hold up my cross.
It will give me courage.
Faith.
Pure, simple faith.
Remember that the faith you've lost is always there to regain.
[WHIMPERING.]
[YELLING.]
It's all right.
I'll get you out of here.
Just hold on.
You okay? Yeah.
[GASPING.]
How did you-- how did you do that? A little bit of adrenaline and a lot of faith.
No, I'd seen him at church a few times, the poor soul.
You actually feel sorry for this guy? She who forgives little, loves little.
Yeah, you're right.
Hey, Father, despite my line of work, I do listen to you.
You're the best priest we've had in a long time best-looking too.
Damn.
I've, uh I've got to go.
Oh.
Um, thanks.
No problem.
Really, I couldn't.
Oh, please.
Thank you.
Keep the faith.
Yeah.
No, I was out of line.
Don't apologize.
If I could have helped Listen, I know you couldn't betray your faith, all right? I can finally understand that now.
You should come in sometime.
Confession is good for your soul.
You know, I think my partner does enough confessing for both of us.
It really hurts, Natalie.
Just let me look.
Oh, that's not Ooh, ring around the collar.
What are you, a hygienist? Man, oh, man, oh, man My head is pounding.
I think it's your conscience, Schanke.
Oh, tell me about it.
You'd better get going.
You were able to hold it.
It burns, but not as badly.
Who knows? Maybe I'm a step closer.
To God or mortality? Maybe both.
Hey, guys, I'm famished.
Want to grab a bite? No thanks, Schanke.
Sun's coming up.
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