Joan of Arc From Nothing To Everything

I need to confess. But you already confessed this morning. I need to confess again. What terrible sin have you committed since then that can't wait till tomorrow to be forgiven? I saw a poor monk without shoes, so I gave him some. There's no sin in charity, Sian. They weren't my shoes. Whose were they? My father's. I'm sure he'll forgive you. He already did. But I want Jesus to forgive me too. Sian, if we were to ask forgiveness all the time, we'd spend our whole life in church. Is that bad? I'm here. Where are you gonna be? I'll be right here. A letter for His Majesty. Another one from this girl calling herself the Maiden of Lorraine. She says she hears voices. She may be a sorceress. She pretends she's been sent by God. She's just a peasant. She wants you to give her an army at your expense. Bearing in mind that your mother stole the last piece of gold in the treasury, I fail to see how you can afford such an invention. That's someone else pretending to be you. If she's really been sent by God, she'll discover the trap. I can see you're a good man. But you're not the Tophar. If God wanted us to believe you, he would have sent Messiah. I did not come here to perform a dream. See who it's written to? The King of England. I want to give him the chance to live in peace. Before I get to him, then. I wonder what color dress she'll be wearing. Does anyone know if she even knows how to ride a horse? She knows. Leave it all to us. I'm just the messenger. Follow me and I will give you victory! Let's go! Father, please, bless them. Please, bless them all. Let all those who love me. Follow me! Call the physician! The physician! Dammit! Louis, find the physician. Right! Hurry! Quickly, do something! Come on! Come on, boy! Why are you running away? Some even call her a saint. What is it you're busy praying from the dead? I hear you! We need this tower up now! He's dead. Dead? You look disappointed. Is this what you wanted? I have a message for your King Henry! It is a message from God! Go home! Go now! In peace! If you do not go now, you will be buried in this field! I've seen... enough... blood! And if you want more... I can't stop you! I can only warn you... that it will be your blood... not ours! My home... my town... She was on her white horse alone, facing the holy charm, and she drove them away. And now... the Holy Open is free. We cannot possibly afford to pay for the size of army she's demanding. But... but... but... Where... where's Dunois? And... and where are the men that you promised me? He never sent them! Don't you understand? He doesn't want this war anymore! I hear you're so bloodthirsty. Do you enjoy it? Let us hear from towns under siege, where your people are starving, begging God on their knees to help them. And I'm here to answer their prayers. You've committed sins, man. So innocent.