Out in California, Brother Justin is putting the finishing touches on his new church while the St. Chin's Red Shirt Children's Choir warbles away in the background. For the record, I mean "red shirt" in the Star Trek sense, and not the NCAA sense. So don't get too attached to Little Orphan Yanni and her musical compatriots back there, because they'll be gone as soon as their heart-string-pulling purposes are complete. This charming tableaux is interrupted when Father Walton arrives, and Justin joyfully offers to give him the grand tour. It's worth noting for foreshadowing purposes that Clancy is most interested in showing him the children's dormitories. Remember that when he goes off on his little rant later. Father Walton, however, explains that he's not there on a social visit, and instead produces a letter signed by the board and seventy-two members of Clancy's other church, who want him to give up St. Chin's and go back to his day job. "Either you turn over this chapel to someone else and return to your duties at First Methodist," explains Father Walton, "or you'll be disciplined and reassigned." Given that this guy raised Clancy and Iris, and Clancy is obsessed with saving abused children, I would have to imagine that Father Walton's idea of "discipline" is highly unpleasant indeed. And I'm talking clothespins-on-the-testicles unpleasant here, might I add. "You don't understand," protests Clancy. "God told me to do this. He spoke to me." "As he speaks to all of us," answers Father Walton. Heh. "No," insists Clancy. "As he spoke to Abraham and Isaiah and Moses." At first I was confused as to why Isaiah made that list ahead of such notable divine conversational partners as Noah, Adam, and Jesus, but then I remembered that God spent a lot of time telling Isaiah to kill people ["Their children shall be dashed to pieces before their eyes; their houses shall be spoiled" -- Isaiah 13:16]. Father Walton reacts to the news that his protégé has been chatting up The Heavenly Father with a cocked eyebrow and a thinly-disguised urge to call the local loony bin, and Brother Justin is forced to walk away looking thoroughly chastened.
Hickville, USA. Sofie is in the bathroom of the GSDJ (Gas Station Du Jour), trying on a fancy white dress and jaunty floral hat in front of a mirror that some poor set designer had to spend three hours painstakingly covering with soap just so it could have that one clichéd only-in-the-movies clear spot right in the middle. Yet another aria plays on the soundtrack as she checks her reflection and practices saying the line "Has it been that long?" over and over again. Don't laugh too hard. That's a surprisingly effective pick-up line.