Novitiate Page #3

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in some convent...

But I'm not throwing my life away.

I don't know how you can

even say that...

You're absolutely

throwing your life away!

Well, I don't get it.

Do you think I wanted this?

Do you think I wanted

to be a single mother?

But it's not about that.

It has nothing to do with you.

Then what is it?

-L'm in love, mom!

- You're in love with who?

What?

God?

Oh, my god, that's crazy!

That is f***ing crazy!

That doesn't even make sense,

"in love with god."

I don't know how to explain this,

but I was called,

and I'm gonna become a nun.

And there's really nothing

that you can say

that's gonna make me change my mind.

Oh, cathleen.

You're a 17-year-old girl.

You don't know anything about religion.

And you sure as hell

don't know anything about love.

Where are you?

It's not right.

It's not fair.

Someone gives you their whole life...

Where are you?

Good afternoon, all of you.

My name is reverend

mother Marie St. Clair.

You can call me "reverend mother,"

or simply "mother," if you prefer it.

I am the mother superior, or abbess

of this particular order

of sisters of beloved rose.

I myself have been a rose

for nearly 40 years.

Meaning, some 40 years ago,

I first came through those gates

as a postulant,

same as all of you.

And now, 40 years later,

I have not once set foot

outside those gates.

So, as far as all of you are concerned,

you might consider me

like the voice of god around here.

Meaning, since unfortunately

god can't be here

to run this convent himself,

my voice will serve

as a stand-in for his.

And you can expect

that whenever you hear me speak,

it is on behalf of his wishes.

And over the next two years,

I personally will be separating

the wheat from the chaff,

determining which of you

actually belong,

as opposed to which of you

are simply victims

of a childish imagination.

Because in this monastery,

god is not a fantasy to us.

Not a fantasy, not a daydream,

and certainly

not your invisible best friend.

To the contrary, god is work. Hard work.

The work of a very special kind of love,

which you'll all be trained in.

You'll be spending

the next six months as postulants.

After that, and for those of you

who make it,

you'll take your very first vows

and enter the novitiate.

And as a rule, we make it a point

to never discuss the novitiate

until we've been through it ourselves.

So for now, you'll just have to wait.

Finally, I'd like to talk about silence.

We observe two kinds of silence here,

regular silence and grand silence.

During regular silence,

if you feel you have

the need to speak, it's permissible.

But when you hear that bell

at 9:
00 at night,

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