WHAT'S GOING ON?

HE'S IN THAT HOME...
BECAUSE OF THOSE FIRES.

DOUGAL, SERIOUSLY. LISTEN.

'SOMETIMES THIS CELIBACY
IS HARD FOR A MAN.

AIM INTO THE WALL, PLEASE.

IS THAT IT? ARE YOU SEEING THINGS
AS THEY REALLY ARE AT LAST?

MY NAME IS LAURA SWEENEY.
THIS MUST BE FATHER MCGUIRE.

(CRASH)

I THOUGHT THE WHEELCHAIR FELT
A BIT LIGHTER TODAY ALL RIGHT.

GOD, HOW DID THAT HAPPEN?

NO, DOUGAL. I MEAN PEOPLE I RESPECT.

IT...SOAKS UP GERMS.

DOUGAL, I AM NOT RICHARD WHITELEY.

WHAT ABOUT BIG BRENDAN IN 1983?

I'M AFRAID THIS IS GOING TO COME
AS A TERRIBLE BLOW

YOU KNOW HIM, THE DANCING PRIEST -
DANCES FOR PEACE.

HOPEFULLY IN THE MORNING, GOD WILL
HAVE WRITTEN DOWN WHAT WE SHOULD DO.

YES.

FATHER O'SHEA, YOU DIDN'T STOP
WRITING. YOU'RE DISQUALIFIED.

DON'T YOU HAVE SOMETHING
TO SAY TO MRS DOYLE?

AND ITS FACE IS ALL TEETH,

# LIKE A TRAIN IN THE NIGHT, YEAH

(MILKMAN CHUCKLES)

NORMALLY YOU WOULDN'T
HAVE TO SHAVE A BABY...!