The Borderlands Page #3

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actually find something?

If we see something we report

it and then they decide

whether to follow it up.

What, that's it?

- Yeah, that's it.

And then we're onto the next job.

We're here to observe and report.

We don't make the decisions.

They only recognize miracles

in very, very few cases.

Look, we get a lot of time wasters.

- But that video

is impressive. I mean,

you said that yourself!

No, no, no, it is, definitely!

I didn't think

father Crellick had it in him. I thought

we would have seen the strings.

You're saying all that was fake?

- Yes.

What, all the stuff?

Even that thing at the end?

- What - on the camera?

I don't know. It was a

glitch or something.

So that girl in Spain last year, with the

stigmata. You can't fake that.

- No, I was there for that one.

And?

- Fake.

No it wasn't.

- And not a very good one.

Dude, you can't fake stigmata,

there are holes in your hands.

So what was it - hidden blood

capsules or something?

No, it was much simpler.

Every day for ten weeks the girl's mother

cut her hands and feet open.

The girl got septicemia. Do you

know what her mother said to me

after she died?

Now you can make my girl a saint.

I see his nibs has arrived.

My dear brother Deacon.

The prodigal son returns.

You are still one of us,

aren't you, Deacon?

Hello Mark, how's is

the Vatican these days?

You should really come and see

for yourself once in a while.

And this must be our technical

specialist. I'm Father Amidon.

Alright, how're you doing?

- Call me Mark.

A pleasure.

- Sorry about the delay,

I was at a fundraiser in Boston.

I'm really intrigued to see the set up.

We've got all the cameras set up on site.

- The regulations clearly state

that the entire team must be in

place before commencing anything.

That would mean...

- Don't blame him, Mark.

It was my idea.

- Why am I not surprised about that?

Yeah, well... Church records.

Thought they might be useful.

Right.

Gray.

Yeah. Night, mate.

You'll be wanting to fit my

head cam, no doubt.

Yeah, sure.

He can be very persuasive,

our brother Deacon.

He doesn't really like taking orders.

All you need to remember,

Gray, is who's in charge.

Right.

Chip forks,

tartar, ketchup, what not.

Tuck in.

Did you hear that?

Listen!

You're imagining things.

- Let's eat, it's getting cold.

What the f*** is that?

- Where's the fire extinguisher?

Are you alright?

Stay back, stay back!

What is it?

What happened?

What are you doing?

Deacon?

- It's a sheep.

A what?

- A sheep.

Dear God!

I don't know.

- Is that blood?

Oh, these kids.

Oh my God.

Just keep breathing. It's okay...

An incident.

Well, someone killed an animal,

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