Sister Act 2: Back in the Habit Page #2

You come up here. You come to see me.

What's going on? Does Mother Superior

really know you're here?

She sent us on

this mi-mission to...

The Reverend Mother said we're

not to come back without you.

Well. What does

she want? What's...

Well. We're not entirely certain.

But we know that she needs you...

and she wants us to come

and bring you back.

Well. Is she okay.

I mean. Health-wise?

- Is she in danger? What?

- Oh. No. She's fine.

- No. She...

- Well. She's a little desperate.

- She's desperate?

I'll get it! I'll get it.

I'll get it. It's all right.

What. What?

What. What?

Oh. Sit. Sit. Sit.

sit. Sit. Sit.

Welcome.

Oh. Welcome.

Welcome.

It's good to see you.

Good to see you.

Oh. Sister Mary Clar...

Oh. I do apologize.

Deloris.

- Uh-huh.

- It's so good to see you. Too.

But I'm sorry I couldn't join

the Sisters in Las Vegas.

I've heard you are

truly a spectacle.

Well. Yeah. You know.

I work at it.

You're probably wondering why I asked

the Sisters to bring you here.

I am a little curious.

What's all the mystery?

Well. You see. Deloris...

we need your help here...

at St Francis.

We seem to have got in

slightly over our heads.

What do you want?

Help us by

becoming a teacher.

A teacher? Me?

Oh. No!

Listen. I'm not cut out

to be a teacher.

Who would I teach?

What would I teach?

Teach the children.

Teach music.

You weren't cut out to be a nun

either. But look what you

accomplished at St Katherine's.

You brought a new spirit

into the convent and into the community.

You were infectious.

You could be just

as infectious here.

You're makin' me sound

like a disease.

We are struggling here with

a community that is tired...

and worn

and despairing.

We saw this school

as some sort of renewal...

but it's. It's becoming

a hopeless situation.

We have nowhere else to turn.

We are desperate women. Deloris.

We need you.

- Oh! I don't...

- Now. Come.

Look. Think of the children.

We must invest

in their future.

It is our duty.

And who better

to help us than you?

- I'm a lounge singer.

- You are the perfect example

of how a sow's ear...

can be turned

into a silk purse.

Hmm. Well. I probably wouldn't

put it quite like that.

I mean. Iook... I mean. Really. I mean.

my career's startin' to take off.

You know. L-I kind of wanna

get into my success.

A success you might

not have had...

without the help of certain

supportive friends...

who shall remain nameless.

Oh. So you're gonna be like

that. Huh. With the guilt?

Guilt? Huh.

I would never use guilt.

I'm a nun.

All right.

I'll do it for you.

Oh. Thank you. Deloris.

I knew we could count on you.

But you're just talkin'

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