Shit!
Sorry if I startled you.
Father...
Sorry, yeah, you kind of scared me.
Not my intention.
Are you here for confession?
Sure.
Bless me, Father, for I have sinned.
It's been a while since my last confession.
If I'm being honest, Father...
I'm afraid that I've willingly engaged
in something that is...
inherently evil.
And now I can't get out of it.
Let's see.
Well, it's got a foreign account code.
But they don't give the source.
And with international banking laws and all...
I'm sorry, do you not know how you got this money?
- No, that's... - Uh, it's her uncle's estate.
He was very wealthy; holdings all over the place.
So we're just trying to figure out
where exactly the money's coming from.
You know, we don't want her cousins finding out about a new account
and then making claims on assets they don't deserve.
Yeah. Uh... they weren't the ones
changing the old man's diapers the past two years.
I'm gonna get my manager to take a look at this.
It's strange, the deposits seem to be coming
in regular intervals... 46 minutes after every hour.
50,000...
100,000...
150,000...
150?
Yes, at 8:46 this morning.
Are you not aware of this last deposit?
We just... had no idea
how much Uncle Jimmy actually had.
Well... I'm gonna get my manager.
It's okay. Uh, everything seems to be in order.
Thank you for your time.
What are you doing?
300 grand?
Dodge is into some serious shit, okay?
And the last thing we need
is someone looking into it before we can
figure out what's going on.
Thought I had no choice.
You know, I couldn't just leave my family with nothing.
Wanting to provide for your loved ones is not a sin.
Yeah.
How you decide to do it...
it can be.
What exactly are you doing?
Dealing drugs, stealing?
No, no.
I'd never do something that could hurt someone else.
Ironically, the only person that could get hurt is me.
Okay, well, call me if you have any information.
Thanks.
Anything?
Hospitals and morgues have no one
fitting his description, so I guess that's good.
You called the police?
We don't know what Dodge is doing.
I thought we agreed we were gonna keep him out of trouble.
He's already in trouble.
My son, I cannot provide you with the sacrament of penance
unless you confess your specific misdeed
and express your heartfelt sorrow for having committed it.
Thing is...
the rules say I can't tell anyone.
If I tell you, and you go to the cops...
I'm forbidden from breaching
the confidentiality of confession.
Church canon dictates that I cannot betray your trust.
Father, if I told you...
you wouldn't believe me.
Hey! Hey! Hey, hey!
Stop that this instant!
He's trying to kill me!
I was, I was just waiting my turn! Fuck.
You just violated the sanctity of my church.
Now, sit down and tell me exactly why
you think people are trying to kill you.
Because I agreed to it.
Does your husband have a history
- of depression in his family? - No.
Suicide?
No.
Sorry, I-I got to ask.
Often people who are sick,
they want to go out on their own terms.
It's okay.
Sorry, I have to ask this.
Um, and for your husband's sake, I need you to tell the truth.
Was he involved in anything illegal?
Drugs, financial crimes, anything that could
help explain the deposits you've been receiving?
The idea that my husband would be involved
in anything illegal is absurd.
Okay.
Uh, my situation is this...
I can't even file a missing person's report for 24 hours,
so my hands are tied, but, uh...
Look, I'll poke around, talk to some people.
But I got to be honest, I'm grasping right now.
My husband is a good man.
Please, if there's anything you can do...
Yeah, of course.
I got less than a minute, Father... I got to go.
Why? What's so urgent at 9:45 on a weekday
that you need to run off instead of tell me your problems?
9:45 isn't when things get urgent, Father.
It's 9:46... that's when they'll know where I am.
Who? Who will know?
Look... I can't say.
Whoever it is,
I promise I won't let them hurt you.
Not in my house.
Not in the Lord's house.
Ah, shit, you see?
Now they know where I am.
Actually, Dodge,
I've known where you are for some time now.
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