Obsessive, Compulsive, Divine

‘Our Father, who aren’t in heaven, Richard be thy name.’
Nobody would think Eileen to be capable of murder - oh, but she definitely is. She’s also probably a sex-addict and a pyromaniac. She cannot sleep for visions of hitting her sisters over the head with a frying pan. There are musical numbers encouraging strangulation in her skull. Hardcore praying is now her only hope - so she invests in a Bible, in rosary beads, a full set of holy equipment. She’s quite happy to give up anything - anything at all - to purge herself of these homicidal instincts before it’s too late.