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Use of scripts:“The Pope is Dead
The night is still in Rome, October 19, 2016, when Cardinal Lomeli, the Dean of the College of Cardinals, is jolted awake by a phone call. The Pope has died, and Lomeli, a quiet, methodical man in his seventies, is summoned to oversee what will become one of the most secretive and consequential events in the Catholic Church: the Conclave. As the rain gently falls on the cobbled streets, Lomeli walks briskly through the Vatican towards the Pope’s residence, his mind swirling with a prayer: "O Lord, he still has so much to do, whereas all my useful work in Your service is completed."
When he arrives at the Pope’s private chambers, the weight of his responsibilities truly sinks in. Around the Pope’s lifeless body gather key figures of the Church’s power structure: Cardinal Bellini, the sharp-witted liberal intellectual; Cardinal Tremblay, a polished and ambitious Canadian Camerlengo; and Cardinal Adeyemi, a Nigerian known for his commanding physical and spiritual presence. Lomeli notices the tension in the air immediately, the rivalries simmering even in the midst of mourning. The first act of tradition begins as the Pope’s Fisherman’s Ring is cut, symbolically declaring the papal throne vacant: Sede vacante.
Over the next few hours, Lomeli struggles to focus on his duties as grief is quickly replaced by the practicalities of organizing the Conclave. The Sistine Chapel is prepared, and the logistics of sealing the Casa Santa Marta, the residence where the cardinals will be confined during the election, are finalized. But behind the solemn rituals lie whispers of ambition and strategy. Already, alliances begin to form as cardinals arrive from around the world, each bringing their own politics and visions for the Church’s future. Lomeli, however, wrestles with deeper doubts. Faith does not come easily to him anymore. He prays for clarity, but as he looks at his peers, he begins to wonder if his role is merely that of a "manager," as the late Pope had once described him, rather than a true shepherd of God.
The death of the Pope, we learn, is not just the loss of a man but the loss of certainty. It plunges the Church into a vortex of intrigue, where faith and human ambition are deeply intertwined. The stakes are immense—this election will determine not just the future of the Church but how it stands in an increasingly secular and fractured world.
As Lomeli contemplates the days ahead, the cracks in the unity of the College of Cardinals are already visible. And with every crack, one question lingers in the background: how much of the process is guided by divine will, and how much is simply human ambition? This question takes us seamlessly into the next phase of the story, where the real machinations begin.

The Secrets Within
The Conclave begins in the grandeur of the Sistine Chapel, its silence broken only by the shuffle of crimson robes and whispered prayers. One hundred and seventeen cardinals are now locked within Vatican City, each casting their votes beneath Michelangelo’s fresco of The Last Judgement. But even in this sacred chamber, ambition and rivalry quietly echo. Cardinal Lomeli, who oversees the process, observes with unease how quickly alliances are forming and old factions are resurfacing. The grandeur of the ritual feels, at times, at odds with the human flaws it reveals.
Each round of voting brings not just names but strategies to the forefront. Cardinal Tremblay, with his polished charisma and global support, emerges as a strong contender, but his ambition seems unnervingly apparent. “He carried himself like a retired athlete,” Lomeli reflects, “one who had seamlessly transitioned into a role of power and influence.” Meanwhile, Cardinal Adeyemi commands loyalty among the African and Third World contingents, his moral force almost intimidating in its intensity. Yet even he harbors ambitions that cannot be ignored. Lomeli senses that some of his peers may be less interested in God’s will than in their own vision for the Church's future.
As votes are cast and burned, the black smoke rising into the Roman sky signals no resolution. The process drags on, and Lomeli is forced to confront unsettling truths. Whispers circulate about Cardinal Bellini, a widely respected liberal, who may be hiding a secret that could destroy his chances. Another candidate is rumored to have compromised his integrity with financial dealings. These are not just rumors—they are quiet daggers in a room where trust is already fragile.
But Lomeli’s deepest struggle is internal. He begins to question whether this election is truly guided by divine providence or merely shaped by mortal ambitions. His prayers feel hollow, his faith distant. “The higher I have climbed,” he admits to himself, “the further heaven seems to have receded.” It is in this moment of doubt that Lomeli starts to examine not just the candidates but himself. Is he simply a passive witness to events, or does he bear responsibility for ensuring the Church is led by a man worthy of its mission?
This phase of the story exposes the tension between the divine and the political, the spiritual and the human. It reminds us that even in sacred spaces, the flaws of men are never far behind. As the pressure mounts, Lomeli realizes the Conclave is heading toward a critical breaking point, and with every ballot, the stakes grow higher.
The final phase looms—a moment when all the secrets, ambitions, and doubts will converge. Will the cardinals find unity, or will the Church be torn apart by the weight of its own politics? The answer lies in what is to come.

Habemus Papam
The tension in the Sistine Chapel reaches a breaking point. The cardinals, cloaked in crimson and burdened by both tradition and ambition, cast their final ballots. The date is November 7, 2016, the Feast of St. Herculanus the Martyr. The smoke rises again—this time, it is white. The crowds outside erupt in anticipation, but inside the chapel, the atmosphere remains heavy. Cardinal Lomeli stands among his peers, weary but resolute. He has uncovered much over the past few days—secrets about the leading candidates and their hidden flaws. These revelations have shaken his faith in both the process and the men before him.
One of the final twists occurs when Cardinal Bellini, the intellectual liberal, shocks the Conclave by withdrawing his candidacy. He confesses to a hidden truth that could have destroyed the credibility of the Church if he were elected. His humility and honesty leave an indelible impression on Lomeli, who cannot help but reflect: “It is not sin itself that destroys a man but the refusal to acknowledge it.” Yet, Bellini’s withdrawal plunges the Conclave into disarray. Tremblay and Adeyemi, the remaining contenders, circle each other like predators, their factions growing more vocal in their support. Lomeli, now fully awake to the political theater around him, wonders if the Holy Spirit has truly been at work—or if this is merely a contest of human will.
In a final, stunning twist, an unexpected name rises to the top. The man who is chosen embodies neither the charisma of Tremblay nor the moral authority of Adeyemi. Instead, he represents something purer, something forgotten amidst the rivalries: a simple, unadorned devotion to God. When the name is read aloud, Lomeli feels a quiet sense of relief, but also dread. Has the Church chosen the right man? Only time will tell. He accompanies the new Pope to the Room of Tears, where the papal robes are prepared. As the new leader of 1.25 billion Catholics gazes at the garments, he mutters, “God have mercy on me.”
The story of the Conclave ends not with triumph but with uncertainty. The weight of the papacy rests on fragile human shoulders, and Lomeli is left to ponder whether this decision will unite or divide the Church. The themes of betrayal, redemption, and the burden of power resonate far beyond the Sistine Chapel. They remind us that leadership, even in the most sacred of institutions, is never without its shadows.
As we step into the future, this story teaches us to look deeper—not just at the leaders we follow but also at the systems and structures that shape their paths. It reminds us of the cost of ambition and the quiet courage of those who choose truth over power.
Finally, share a sentence from the book to end today’s reading: “The higher one rises, the harder it is to see clearly, and the easier it is to lose sight of the ground beneath your feet.””

Title Usage:“The Pope is Dead
The night is still in Rome, October 19, 2016, when Cardinal Lomeli, the Dean of the College of Cardinals, is jolted awake by a phone call. The Pope has died, and Lomeli, a quiet, methodical man in his seventies, is summoned to oversee what will become one of the most secretive and consequential events in the Catholic Church: the Conclave. As the rain gently falls on the cobbled streets, Lomeli walks briskly through the Vatican towards the Pope’s residence, his mind swirling with a prayer: "O Lord, he still has so much to do, whereas all my useful work in Your service is completed."
When he arrives at the Pope’s private chambers, the weight of his responsibilities truly sinks in. Around the Pope’s lifeless body gather key figures of the Church’s power structure: Cardinal Bellini, the sharp-witted liberal intellectual; Cardinal Tremblay, a polished and ambitious Canadian Camerlengo; and Cardinal Adeyemi, a Nigerian known for his commanding physical and spiritual presence. Lomeli notices the tension in the air immediately, the rivalries simmering even in the midst of mourning. The first act of tradition begins as the Pope’s Fisherman’s Ring is cut, symbolically declaring the papal throne vacant: Sede vacante.
Over the next few hours, Lomeli struggles to focus on his duties as grief is quickly replaced by the practicalities of organizing the Conclave. The Sistine Chapel is prepared, and the logistics of sealing the Casa Santa Marta, the residence where the cardinals will be confined during the election, are finalized. But behind the solemn rituals lie whispers of ambition and strategy. Already, alliances begin to form as cardinals arrive from around the world, each bringing their own politics and visions for the Church’s future. Lomeli, however, wrestles with deeper doubts. Faith does not come easily to him anymore. He prays for clarity, but as he looks at his peers, he begins to wonder if his role is merely that of a "manager," as the late Pope had once described him, rather than a true shepherd of God.
The death of the Pope, we learn, is not just the loss of a man but the loss of certainty. It plunges the Church into a vortex of intrigue, where faith and human ambition are deeply intertwined. The stakes are immense—this election will determine not just the future of the Church but how it stands in an increasingly secular and fractured world.
As Lomeli contemplates the days ahead, the cracks in the unity of the College of Cardinals are already visible. And with every crack, one question lingers in the background: how much of the process is guided by divine will, and how much is simply human ambition? This question takes us seamlessly into the next phase of the story, where the real machinations begin.

The Secrets Within
The Conclave begins in the grandeur of the Sistine Chapel, its silence broken only by the shuffle of crimson robes and whispered prayers. One hundred and seventeen cardinals are now locked within Vatican City, each casting their votes beneath Michelangelo’s fresco of The Last Judgement. But even in this sacred chamber, ambition and rivalry quietly echo. Cardinal Lomeli, who oversees the process, observes with unease how quickly alliances are forming and old factions are resurfacing. The grandeur of the ritual feels, at times, at odds with the human flaws it reveals.
Each round of voting brings not just names but strategies to the forefront. Cardinal Tremblay, with his polished charisma and global support, emerges as a strong contender, but his ambition seems unnervingly apparent. “He carried himself like a retired athlete,” Lomeli reflects, “one who had seamlessly transitioned into a role of power and influence.” Meanwhile, Cardinal Adeyemi commands loyalty among the African and Third World contingents, his moral force almost intimidating in its intensity. Yet even he harbors ambitions that cannot be ignored. Lomeli senses that some of his peers may be less interested in God’s will than in their own vision for the Church's future.
As votes are cast and burned, the black smoke rising into the Roman sky signals no resolution. The process drags on, and Lomeli is forced to confront unsettling truths. Whispers circulate about Cardinal Bellini, a widely respected liberal, who may be hiding a secret that could destroy his chances. Another candidate is rumored to have compromised his integrity with financial dealings. These are not just rumors—they are quiet daggers in a room where trust is already fragile.
But Lomeli’s deepest struggle is internal. He begins to question whether this election is truly guided by divine providence or merely shaped by mortal ambitions. His prayers feel hollow, his faith distant. “The higher I have climbed,” he admits to himself, “the further heaven seems to have receded.” It is in this moment of doubt that Lomeli starts to examine not just the candidates but himself. Is he simply a passive witness to events, or does he bear responsibility for ensuring the Church is led by a man worthy of its mission?
This phase of the story exposes the tension between the divine and the political, the spiritual and the human. It reminds us that even in sacred spaces, the flaws of men are never far behind. As the pressure mounts, Lomeli realizes the Conclave is heading toward a critical breaking point, and with every ballot, the stakes grow higher.
The final phase looms—a moment when all the secrets, ambitions, and doubts will converge. Will the cardinals find unity, or will the Church be torn apart by the weight of its own politics? The answer lies in what is to come.

Habemus Papam
The tension in the Sistine Chapel reaches a breaking point. The cardinals, cloaked in crimson and burdened by both tradition and ambition, cast their final ballots. The date is November 7, 2016, the Feast of St. Herculanus the Martyr. The smoke rises again—this time, it is white. The crowds outside erupt in anticipation, but inside the chapel, the atmosphere remains heavy. Cardinal Lomeli stands among his peers, weary but resolute. He has uncovered much over the past few days—secrets about the leading candidates and their hidden flaws. These revelations have shaken his faith in both the process and the men before him.
One of the final twists occurs when Cardinal Bellini, the intellectual liberal, shocks the Conclave by withdrawing his candidacy. He confesses to a hidden truth that could have destroyed the credibility of the Church if he were elected. His humility and honesty leave an indelible impression on Lomeli, who cannot help but reflect: “It is not sin itself that destroys a man but the refusal to acknowledge it.” Yet, Bellini’s withdrawal plunges the Conclave into disarray. Tremblay and Adeyemi, the remaining contenders, circle each other like predators, their factions growing more vocal in their support. Lomeli, now fully awake to the political theater around him, wonders if the Holy Spirit has truly been at work—or if this is merely a contest of human will.
In a final, stunning twist, an unexpected name rises to the top. The man who is chosen embodies neither the charisma of Tremblay nor the moral authority of Adeyemi. Instead, he represents something purer, something forgotten amidst the rivalries: a simple, unadorned devotion to God. When the name is read aloud, Lomeli feels a quiet sense of relief, but also dread. Has the Church chosen the right man? Only time will tell. He accompanies the new Pope to the Room of Tears, where the papal robes are prepared. As the new leader of 1.25 billion Catholics gazes at the garments, he mutters, “God have mercy on me.”
The story of the Conclave ends not with triumph but with uncertainty. The weight of the papacy rests on fragile human shoulders, and Lomeli is left to ponder whether this decision will unite or divide the Church. The themes of betrayal, redemption, and the burden of power resonate far beyond the Sistine Chapel. They remind us that leadership, even in the most sacred of institutions, is never without its shadows.
As we step into the future, this story teaches us to look deeper—not just at the leaders we follow but also at the systems and structures that shape their paths. It reminds us of the cost of ambition and the quiet courage of those who choose truth over power.
Finally, share a sentence from the book to end today’s reading: “The higher one rises, the harder it is to see clearly, and the easier it is to lose sight of the ground beneath your feet.””

Content in English. Title in English.Bilingual English-Chinese subtitles.
This is a comprehensive summary of the book
Using Hollywood production values and cinematic style.
Music is soft.
Characters are portrayed as European and American.

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