father, michael lannon. ginette died in childbirth. i couldn't claim the baby as my own, so i made sure to place her in the orphanage where i worked. but i was sent away, far from my own flesh and blood. that's why she came here. so she could get to know me. then, one day, she told me the truth-- who she was. i was overjoyed. now she's gone... forever. why didn't you tell me? for the same reason you didn't tell me about the fake spring. to save the convent. but i would have welcomed her if i'd known! would you? i would've done anything for you. oh, please, forgive me. please. please. only god can truly forgive. poor woman. poor woman? she lied, manipulated, and ultimately killed to get what she wanted. don't be fooled by the little old nun act. nothing is really what it appears? exactly. mm-hmm. well, are we going to arrest them for fraud? unfortunately not. we don't have enough evidence. ugh... now i suppose you want me to hold up my left hand and show you that my psoriasis has been miraculously cured. what? i don't believe it! it wor

right, then, who is michael lannon?idents with that name, all passenger lists in and out of sainte-marie. i want him found. i've put the word out on michael lannon. if he's on the island, he won't be able to stay hidden for long. good. so, come on... what is it with you and nuns? what? you've been strange all day. you nearly jumped out of your skin when sister anne entered father john's office. she just startled me, that's all. look, i don't want to talk about it. it's something in your childhood, isn't it? catholic school, altar boy... look, if you must know, the house mother at my boarding school was a nun. sister benedict. imagine geoff capes in a wimple. geoff who? it doesn't matter. anyway, she used to terrorize us with spot checks day and night. nails, teeth, underpants... underpants? i still have nightmares where i wake up seeing her mole-ridden face in mine... sir-- you know, she had this slipper-- she used to beat us. sir. i had thighs like corned beef for almost my entire childhood. i know what you're gonna sa