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- It's funny how places like this put

a Bible next to the bed,

like someone passing through needs

to brush up on their scripture
in case of an emergency.

- I smell your fear.

- Please, we didn't mean it.

We were just fucking.

- You touch her, I swear
to God I'd kill you.

- Places like this don't scare you, huh?

I find it fascinating what
scares people and what doesn't.

Thy whole hand on the left
shall bear witness to all

that is evil.

Decadence coveted by
man must thou be smited

in hasty retribution a set from the gut.

Do not fear him who can only
kill the body and not the soul.

Rather fear him who can destroy
the body and soul in hell.

That's exactly what I do.

That's why you're afraid right now.

I can taste the fear
in you

mm, and I crave it.

- Looks like another
sunny day for Reno County

with temps in the mid 60s,

so a perfect day to walk the trip

and maybe even have a
frozen cocktail or two.

Back to you, John.

- That's Weatherman Walter Carr.

Thanks, Walter, now for
some breaking local news.

We've received an unconfirmed
report that two bodies-

a man and a woman-

have been found and are believed
to be the latest victims

of the very active Las
Vegas Serial Killer.

We have field reporter Monica
Lane on the line with more.

Monica, what are you seeing out there?

- John, the police
are being as tight-lipped

as possible on this one,

but they have confirmed that
the so far unidentified female

and male bodies were
found in a motel just over

a mile from the strip.

Now, like I said, this is
unconfirmed by News Station 5,

but we spoke to the person who claims

to have found the bodies.

A cleaning woman who told us

that they have been staged
with a Bible under one

of the victim's right hand

and both of the left hands were missing.

This of course has been the calling card

of the suspected serial killer
that's been plaguing the city

with religious-themed crime scenes.

If this is indeed two new victims,

it'll make 11 bodies in
just under three months

in Las Vegas.

- And, Monica, have the police made

any official statements or
answered any questions yet?

- Just that this
is an open investigation

and more details will be released.

- Hi, this is Jeffrey Leibowitz

of Jeffrey Leibowitz and Associates.

We've paid out more

for our clients than any
other mid-size law firm

in the state.

Have you been hurt at work?

Have you sustained an injury
through no fault of your own?

Then call me at Jeffrey
Leibowitz and Associates today.

I'll fight for what you deserve.

- Call Danielle cell.

- Hey, Shanny.

- Hey, what you up to?

- Oh, you know,

binge watching "Below Deck Med" obviously.

What are you doing?

- Hmm, I just finished up with Dr. Foster.

- I didn't realize you
were still seeing him.

- Yep, 45 minutes, twice a week.

- How's that been goin'?

- It sucks, it's the
same thing every time.

He just basically goes over a checklist.

- What do you mean?

- He just asks the same
questions every time:

have I had anything to drink?

Have I had the urge to drink?

What would I do if I
had the urge to drink?

Have they had any episodes
lately? It's stupid.

He's not doing anything for me.

I think I'm gonna find a new guy.

- Just listen
to what he has to say.

You've been doing really well
lately, so just keep doing it.

He's a good doctor. He knows his stuff.

- And he would be the first one

to tell you that too.

- Yeah. Well, yeah, okay.

He is pretentious, but
he is a good doctor.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, I've got a random question for you.

Have you heard from Jamie at all?

- No, why, was I supposed to?

- No, I have no idea.

I just, I still have no clue
how this whole thing works.

I just assume they drag
your entire family into it

and make it as miserable
as possible for everyone.

- Are you okay?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- You know, Shan, it's all right.

You know, don't cover up.

All right, I mean, if
you're not okay, it's-

- Yeah, I'm doing good.

- It's okay to ask for help

and I just don't want you to go back

to that dark place again.

- Okay. Listen, I don't wanna
talk about this anymore, okay?

You're just gonna have to trust me

when I say I am doing better

and I have it under control, okay?

- I'm just making sure.

- I'm just doing whatever my
lawyer tells me to do, so...

- When did you get a lawyer?

And can you afford one?

- Yeah, it's fine. His
name's Jeff Leibowitz.

You know that guy from
all the commercials?

He said to not reach out to her directly

and just to do everything through him,

so it's on record.

Plus any side conversations she has

with me or promises to do
won't hold up in court anyway,

so just to avoid her altogether.

Plus I think he's worried
that I'll flip out

and threaten to kill
her or something stupid

and ruin my entire case,
so there's that too.

After all that you've
been through, I mean,

you've been working so hard to, you know,

be, you know, doing so well.

I just, you know, she's
been cruel at this point,

you know, and the last thing you need

is her collapsing on your shit.

- Yeah, you don't even
know the half of it.

She's just trying to
screw me at this point.

She's claiming that all of the stuff

that was clearly ours was
hers when we got married.

- Is that legal what she's doing?

- Like was I just missing all the signs

or was she just really good at hiding

what a bad person she was?

- You know, I was never
really a big fan of hers.

She definitely was not my favorite,

but I just wanna make sure

that you're okay.

- Yeah, I'm actually gonna
give my lawyer a call,

see what's going on.

I haven't talked to him
for a couple days, so.

- All right, well,

if you want me to stop by
Jamie's and kick her butt

or something, you know, just let me know.

- I will.

- All right. I love you.

- Love you.

- Call Jeff Leibowitz.

- Jeff Leibowitz?

- Hi, Jeff. Shannon Donner here.

- Hi, Shannon. Thanks for calling.

- Yeah, no problem.

I just wanted to call and check,

and I heard one of your ads on the radio,

so I thought I'd give you a ring.

I haven't heard anything
in a couple of days.

I just wanted to make
sure everything was good.

- Did you get my voicemail from earlier?

- No, I had no idea you called.

I was at an appointment.

I wasn't even paying
attention to my phone.

Is everything okay?

- Well, I spoke to Jamie's
attorney earlier today.

- And?

- I mean, look, there's
no easy way to say this,

but Jamie intends to file
for sole custody of Alby.

- I don't under, she can't.

I don't understand.
She can't do that.

We already agreed that
we'd split custody, so.

- She apparently decided to renege

on the terms that we discussed.

- No, she can't do that.

- Yeah, we came to a verbal agreement,

and until we're in front of a
judge, nothing's set in stone.

She's legally allowed
to do whatever she wants

until we get to court.

- Wait, she's not gonna...

She's not gonna win this though, right?

Oh my God. Could she actually get him?

- It's possible, but-

- Jesus Christ, so she can just
up and take him across state

and the court's...

And the court's okay with that?

- I know you don't wanna hear this,

but I promised I'd be honest
with you no matter what.

She does have a good case

for sole custody if she gets
in front of the right judge.

- What do you mean? What do you mean?

- Shannon, I need you
to listen to me here.

If we're gonna fight this,

I need to be on the level with you.

When it comes to custody,

the judge only cares about
the welfare of the child.

It doesn't matter what Jamie or you

or, man, who caused a
divorce or any of that.

It matters what the judge
thinks, and it's about your son.

And Jamie's gonna say that
you're not a capable parent.

- What do you mean?

- You have a history of addiction.

- I've been clean
for three years, okay?

And I've been going to
therapy and everything.

- I know that, but she's
gonna say you could relapse

at any time, plus your condition,

she's gonna use that
to call your parenting

into question and...

- I have my condition under control.

I haven't had an episode in months.

- Chronic alcohol hallucinosis

is not something that you just get over.

It's a serious condition
that could last a lifetime.

She's gonna point to that
in everything she does.

- Who gives a shit?

- The judge does and, really,

that's the only viewpoint
you need to think about here.

Doesn't matter what Jamie or
you or anyone else thinks.

It's the judge.

And we just have to face
the cold, hard facts.

Jamie can say you're a complete alcoholic.

You could paint yourself as a
teetotaler. It doesn't matter.

The facts are the facts,
and we're not on top here.

- Okay, so what are our next steps?

How do we get ahead of this?

- Well, we're gonna have
to go on the defensive.

We're gonna try to have
to mount a case to prove

that you're a capable and
responsible parent but...

- But what?

- Shannon, Jamie has a real case here.

I'm not giving up, and
we're gonna fight this,

but she has a very good shot
of getting sole custody.

I'm sorry, yeah,

anything can happen,

but I think you need to
prepare yourself for the worst.

Unless we can go above and
beyond to illustrate you

as a capable mom,

we're in for a tough battle.

- Are you telling me I'm about to...

Are you telling me I'm
about to lose my son?

- I'm sorry.

- Wow. Thank you so much for being sorry.

I can't even begin to tell
you how much it means to me

that Jeff Leibowitz is sorry
that he's such a shit lawyer

that he just left my of
an ex-wife steal my son,

and did nothing about it, fuck you!

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

- What? You got something to say?

- Ah.

Boo.

- Thank you for all the video games, Mom.

- You're welcome, honey.

Hey, you up for a challenge?

Come on, Mom. You never
played the video game before.

You know I'll destroy you.

- Ooh, don't be so sure of that.

You know, I used to be
undefeated in "Asteroids"?

- "Asteroids"? That game is prehistoric.

- You know that game?

- Yes.
- Oh my god. My mind is blown.

Okay, so am I assuming you're
turning down my challenge?

- I really don't wanna embarrass you, Mom.

Fine, fine, fine, fine.

I'm gonna go cook some dinner

and you're gonna be down in a few.

And I love you.

- I know.

- I'm sorry. What?

The correct answer is,
I love you too, Mom.

- You can leave now.

- Fine, what, are you too cool
to tell me you love me now?

- Oh my God, you're so freaking weird.

- You're so freaking weird.

All right, fine.

I'm just gonna wait here all night long

until you tell me you love me.

- No.
- Yes.

- No.
- Yes.

- Fine. I love you too.

- See? Is that so hard?

- Go away.

- Oh, no!

Oh, he's killing.

- Hello?

- Are you fucking kidding me, Jamie?

- Oh God. What now?

- You're trying to take Alby away from me,

you unbelievable piece of shit.

- Are you drunk?

- You're gonna use him to get back at me?

You're gonna uproot his entire life,

move across state just so
you can stick it to me?

He's only 10. What the is wrong with you?

- Oh, really? He's 10 now?

For Christ's sake, I'm so sick of this.

I'm not having this conversation again.

You're obviously plastered.
You're not even making sense.

- You're such a coward. You know that?

You're such a coward.

You're gonna try to make this big move

to ruin my life and destroy me,

but you don't even have
the balls to talk about it?

- God, Shan, I don't even know
what to say to you right now.

- Do you even care?

Do you even care about
how Alby feels, huh?

- What are you even talking about?

We've had this conversation
like a thousand times. Geez.

You're not even making any sense.

You know, it's like
talking to a brick wall.

A drunk psychotic brick wall.

- Fuck you, that's such a
low blow, and you know it.

Fuck you. You are garbage, you know that?

You are such fucking garbage, all right?

You think this is just some game

where you can just ponder
our son off so you can win?

You know, I always knew
you were an asshole,

but this is just mean.

This is just mean to be mean
because you're fucking mean!

You're a mean person!

You're a mean person!

Is he there? Can I just
talk to Alby, please?

Just like once, please?

Can I just talk to him, please, Jamie?

- You know you can't.

- Just lemme talk to him for one second.

I just wanna talk to him.

I just wanna hear his
voice for one second.

Just one second.

- He's not here, Shannon,

- Just, I just need to talk to him.

- He's not here.

- Where the fuck is he?

Is he with your mom or something? Lemme...

Lemme just, please lemme talk

to him for one second, okay?

I just wanna talk to Alby. I just...

Put him on the phone,
please, please, please.

- Jesus Christ, I'm not
talking about this anymore.

You need to get your shit together.

I mean, you need some help.
You're spiraling again.

Lemme just talk to him, please.

Lemme just talk to him, please.

Lemme talk to him on the
fuckin' phone!

- Morning, sleep head.

I just love listening to Jimmy.

Jimmy Q, the greatest songwriter ever.

I never leave far without Jimmy.

- You're not gonna get outta those.

- So you might as well save the effort.

- How you feeling?

How's your neck?

etorphine hydrochloride,
animal tranks, you know?

In the movies, they use
a chloroform silk rag

and a person is out within seconds,

but that's not real life.

In real life, it takes a
couple minutes, you know?

But animal tranks, nice and quick.

It puts you in control right away.

What about you?

You think you're in control, huh?

You think you are, but you're not.

Walking around, doing whatever you want.

No regards for anybody else.

No regards for your own soul.

I mean, look at this place.

Look at this fucking place.

Sinners, every single
one of them, sinners:

smoking, fornicating, drinking,

gambling, doing drugs,

doing whatever they
want with no punishment,

because they have no fear.

But trust me, they will.

See, fear is what keeps people alive.

Fear is what keeps people grounded.

Fear is what keeps people moral.

Fear is how you control people.

You wanna know what I fear?

I fear God. You better believe it.

But none of you fear Him.

None of you are afraid
of the wrath of God.

See, a hundred years ago,
they were afraid of going

to hell if they disobeyed them.

But now everyone

thinks that hell doesn't exist.

But trust me, it does.

I'm gonna show it to ya.

I'm gonna show you hell on Earth.

And I'm gonna send you there
for real. That's right.

Do you know how long hell lasts?

It lasts for eternity.

The eternity of fear and despair.

See, fear is a primal force
that courses through our veins,

but we've come to suppress
it, bury it within.

I'm just a catalyst

releasing it from the shackles
of denial and awakening

a new true self.

Think about that.

That's what you have to look forward to.

That's what everyone should be afraid of.

And that's what's in store for you.

- I am God.

Whoa, till the temptation comes,

because it's better to
live a life crippled

or lame than to be thrown
into the fires of hell.

Gimme a hallelujah, hallelujah.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, what you doing?

- Fuck you.

- You're supposed to be
a scared little girl.

You're not supposed to be saying fuck you.

Why are you laughing?

- Are you gonna tell me to shut up?

- You're not scared.

Why aren't you scared?

- Alby, Alby, Alby?

Oh shit.

Hey, buddy, hey.

Okay, what happened?

What happened, where are you, okay.

- Mommy, it hurts.
- Yeah, I see that, buddy.

It's okay, okay.

We're okay. Hey, look at me.

Hey, look at me. You're okay, you're okay.

- Get out. Get out.

- Jesus fucking Christ, dude.

- Come here. Come here.

God dammit, you see fuckin' out there?

I'm gonna bury you alive
in that fuckin' hole.

I'm gonna cover you in dirt

and you're gonna swallow
every fuckin' grain of sand

till it fills up your lungs.

You can't breathe anymore.

- Why you laughing? You think it's funny?

You think it's fucking funny, huh?

- You think I'm afraid of you?

Hmm, hmm, yeah, I heard
all about you on the radio.

Yeah, you're a joke.

You're a joke.

You know, maybe that
biblical bullshit works

on other people, but, um, yeah, not me,

so do whatever you're gonna do,

because I have nothing left to live for.

What are you doing?

What are doing, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

- Morning, sleepy head.

How you feeling?

You keep disappearing
on me in mid-sentence.

It's kinda rude.

- I get these blackouts sometimes.

Chronic alcohol hallucinosis.

I used to have this problem

and now my brain is all
fucked up and rewired and

sometimes anything can just trigger it.

- I know exactly what you're
talking about.

I was junkie in my tweens.

If you could eat it,
inject it, swallow it,

drink it, I did it.

Yeah, I had a real problem.

You know, I didn't have any family.

I didn't have a car.

I really didn't have anything.

I was always just looking for my next fix.

So when I say I get
it, trust me, I get it.

I remember, I
went on this real band

with two of my buddies.

We got everything we could.

We camped out in this abandoned
building in the basement,

the one I told you about earlier.

I mean, usually I do cocaine or heroin.

Oh, man, but this night,

I did both at the same time.

Oh my God.

I was feeling so good.

Oh man.

I was in cloud nine.

I was on top of the world.

I had no fear.

And then just like that, it all changed.

My eyes got blurry.

My skin was on fire.

Even though at the same
time I was still cold,

my heart was racing really fast

and it kept racing faster
and faster and faster.

And then all of a sudden,
it all went black.

I don't know how long I was out,

but it was an infinite darkness.

And then all of a sudden I heard a voice,

"Wake up, Son.

Your work just begun."

And then just like that, I woke up

with a needle in my arm.

My friends left me there.
They thought I was dead.

Left me there to rot.

But I wasn't alone.

I still had God.

God was there with me.

I could feel Him right here.

It was raining, the waters was licking

through the floorboard and
hitting me right on the forehead.

I was being baptized.

God was baptizing me.

He was washing away my sins.

I got up on my knees,

pulled the needle out of my arm,

and I let that rain wash all over me.

And at that moment,

I knew God had a higher purpose for me.

And I was gonna make
everyone obey His command.

And if they didn't, they
were gonna feel his wrath.

See, fear is the key to obedience.

The more you fear God,

the less you stray.

Fear is penance.

Why don't you fear me?

Why don't you fear me, why!

- Hey, you're doing great, okay?

Now look at me.

Okay, Mama forgot her keys,

so I will be right back, okay?
- Okay.

Yeah.
- Okay.

One sec, keys, keys.

Where are you? Out.

Okay, so we are good to go, okay?

- Okay.

- I'll be right back, okay, sweetie?

I'm so sorry. I forgot
something, I'm so sorry.

Okay, honey, I'm almost there. Okay?

Okay, babe, I'm ready.

We're good to go, sweetie. Let's go.

Thank you. Thank you, you're a rockstar.

All right, honey. You got it?

Come on. Come on, Mama's got you.

Mama's got you. There we go.

Here we go, buddy. Okay.

- Hey there, sleepy head.

I missed you.

Welcome back.

- What are you doing?

- Just trying to get to
know you better. That's all.

I mean, you've been such a steel trap.

I figure I'd do a little
digging, you know?

Oh, what a cute kid.

- I swear to God, if you
even think about touching

a single hair on his-

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.
- I swear to God.

- Calm down. You gonna hurt yourself.

See, everyone has,

has a trigger.

It's just finding it, you know?

Everyone has something, right?

It's when you find
it, then you tap into it.

And I guess I found yours, huh?

What's his name?

- Fuck you.

- Not a great name, but, all right.

But, see, this is how it's gonna go. Okay?

You made it crystal clear

that you have no care for your own life,

but I know what you're afraid of.

So instead of you when
the clock strikes 10:00,

your son won't have a pulse.

- He means everything to me.

- I mean everything.

There is nothing I wouldn't do for him.

If you even think about
touching a single hair

on his fuckIng head, I will kill you.

I swear to God I will.

- Oh, now you got something to say, huh?

- He means everything to me.
I mean fucking everything.

- You know what he means to me? Nothing.

See, I know everything
about people like you.

You all a fucking waste of
fucking life, you know that?

- You don't know shit.

You don't know shit.

- Oh, I don't need to know shit,

but I know that you're pretending
to be a fucking super mom.

That's what you are. A pretender.

- I stopped drinking a while
ago because of him, huh?

- Yeah. You there fucking
drinking vodka, getting drunk.

You fucking piece of shit
mom. That's what you are.

A piece of shit mom.

See, here's the funny thing.

Everyone acts like they don't wanna live,

but they do want to live.

And the problem is they figure
it out when they meet me,

but then it's too late.

So imagine this.

You're tied to a chair in a hotel room

and I'm standing over you, now,

will you be calm

when you know you're gonna die

or will you be afraid of me?

I smell your fear.

- Mommy?

Mommy, please, mommy, help.

- God dammit!

You say another fucking word,

I will kill you fucking right here.

- Get on your knees.
Get on your knees, children.

Get on your knees.

Repent for your sins and beg for mercy

from your heavenly Father above.

Give it back.

- To the animals, for
no one is gonna deliver us.

We are all in a Godless swamp.

And down here, all they
do is eat and ravage.

Blessed is the one who destroys your son,

for he is the true messiah.
- Alby?

- Cursed are the God.
- Alby, Alby?

- For a day shall be.
- Turn that shit off.

- Destroy-
- Turn that shit off.

Turn it off. Turn it off now.

- Destroy the boy. Destroy-

- Turn that shit off.

- Destroy the boy. Destroy Alby.

- Careful for the steps, all right?

You got it?

Okay, all right.

Okay. Okay, come on in.

Got it? Okay, put your seatbelt on.

They are gonna patch
you up in no time, okay.

Are you good, okay.

On the radio, when I heard about you,

they said you killed 11 people.

Is that true?

- There are many more.

There are 11 this time around,
and they all deserved it.

They make me out to be the evil one.

There was the pedophile who prayed

on innocent souls of little girls

- There was the bitch who
conned an old lady out

of her life savings.

- No, no, no!

- There was the man who gambled away

his family's grocery money.

- And there were a bunch of guys running

a fake poker chip scam unto us.

- And then there was the teacher

who talked too much for an A.

- And then there was the whore

who let me explore the inside
of her body for a small fee.

- And then there was the man and woman

with amazing families.

And they came here for a
weekend of lies and sodomy.

- If you touch her, I
swear to God I'd kill you.

And you will be my 12th, my
alcoholic friend.

- You sacrilegious son of a bitch.

Do you actually believe
everything you preach?

- What do you mean?

- You know, all that
stuff about how you're

a servant of God?

Is that real

or is that just something you
say to try to scare people,

like some type of "Pulp
Fiction" Ezekiel 25:17 thing.

Haven't you heard of,
"Thou shall not kill?"

Isn't that a big one for you guys?

- Eternal life is a gift from God.

Wages of sin is death.

Thou shall kill if deserving of it.

And you and your son are deserving of it.

- You really like popping out Bible verses

when they suit your point, don't you?

Lemme ask you something.

Are you naturally bald or do you shave?

Leviticus 19:27,

"You shall not round the
corners of thy beard,

nor mar the corners of thy head."

I guess you're breaking the rules.

Deuteronomy 14:8, "Ye shall
not eat the flesh of swine

nor touch their carcass,

AKA, you can't eat bacon

or throw football.

Hope you don't like sports or breakfast.

See, all that religious
bullshit might scare people

that don't know what you're talking about.

But I do. I went to Catholic
school for 10 years.

I went to church every
fuckIng week until I realized

how hypocritical you people are.

Just picking and choosing the
parts that suit your own needs

and then using it like a weapon.

Then shaming people for not
thinking the same way as you.

I've dealt with Catholic
guilt my whole life,

and I still do.

It gets into you like a sickness
that you can't quite shake.

No wonder you're so obsessed
with fear. It's all you know.

- You don't know what
you're talking about.

- Sure I do.

You're just like the run of
the mill scumbags that gets off

on trying to control people,

and you do it because you like it.

- I do?

- Yeah, what's your end goal here, huh?

You wanna be famous?

You want people to know who
you are like you're some type

of up celebrity or something.

That's it, isn't it?

It's a popularity contest for you.

You wanna be the next Dahmer,

have a Netflix series or something.

You know, you may wanna rebrand

because this whole killing in
the name of God might not go

over with the people so well.

I don't think they're gonna
really like it too much,

if you know what I mean.

- Shut up!

- Oh, boo.

Scary.

- You don't know what
you're talking about.

You think you do, but you don't.

Everyone thinks that there is
this all-loving, forgiving God

sitting around answering
prayers and helping everyone.

That's a fairy tale.

See, God is angry.

God hates, God passes judgment.

That's why he causes floods, disease,

famine, earthquake, tornadoes.

He destroys just as much as He builds.

I mean, look around you.

You think this world was created

by an all-loving God, huh?

Tick tock, tick tock,

- tick tock, tick tock, tick tock.

- It's close to 10:00.

It's the almost magic hour

or not, boo.

- This is so goddam typical.

You're drunk again,
totally out of it, shocker.

- I'm not drunk.

- Make as many excuses as you want.

It's the same thing over and
over and over again with you.

- Where are we?

- Where are we, are you kidding me?

What, did you pass out again?

- Can you just tell me where we are?

- Don't be an idiot. You
know exactly where you are.

You're in hell.

Your own private hell.

Nothing ahead, nothing behind,

nothing on either side.

It's what you deserve.

It's exactly where you're meant
to be, eternal nothingness.

You're a real bitch, you know that?

I mean, I've seen some
horrible mothers out there,

but you really get the gold medal.

You have any idea what
you did to this family?

Do you realize what you did to Alby?

- What the hell are you talking about?

You're the one that's
trying to rip him away

from everything he knows.

- There's nothing I could've
ever done that'll be

as horrific as what you've
done to Alby, nothing.

Can you just stop the
self-righteous bullshit

and be real for one second?

- You still don't get it, do you?

- Don't get what?

- You still don't
understand why you're here.

- Why I'm where? What are
you talking about, Jamie?

- You're never gonna see
Alby again.

- Hey!

Hey. What are you doing, Jamie?

Slow down. What are you doing?

Slow the fucking car down!

- Morning, sleepy head.

- Can I ask something,

something real this time, no bullshit?

- When I was in school and
went to church and all that,

the priests and the nuns always wanted us

to confess our sins.

They said the only way to
be forgiven was to confess,

cleanse the soul.

And if we had nothing to be sorry for,

we had to find something.

I could've been

helping out at a homeless shelter

or saved a bunch of children from a fire.

It didn't matter, 'cause
the whole point is that

we're all human, right?

to err as human.

- It's really natural
that we make mistakes.

We just had to find out what those were.

- Do you believe all that? Do
you believe we need to repent?

- I do.

- I have a confession.

- You're a servant of God or whatever.

Does that mean I'm supposed

to tell you the truth, come clean?

So do you wanna hear it or not?

- Tell me.

- No, we're not gonna do that.

We're gonna do this, we're
gonna do this the right way.

I know the script.

Let's do it by the book.
Let's be real, okay?

Forgive me, father, for I have sinned.

Forgive me, father, for I have sinned.

- How long since your
last confession, my child?

- I don't know. It's been a long time.

- Recite your sins.

- God.

There is way too many to count.

But there is one

that I will regret for
the rest of my life.

You know how I,

how I said I would do
anything to protect my son?

Well, one day I lost sight of that.

My wife, she traveled a lot for work

and it was just me and
him 90% of the time.

And don't get me wrong, it
was awesome just me and him.

But sometimes it got really
hard when it was just me.

Especially when things got hard,

you know,

there was this one day he was in his room,

and I'll never forget this.

It burned in my mind.

And then I heard a slam.

I ran out and

he had fallen down a flight of stairs.

Hey, what the hell happened?

And I knew right away
that he needed stitches.

You're okay, dude. You're okay.

Hey, look at me. Look at me, you know.

I never admitted

this before, but when
I was driving him there

I was plastered

How are you holding up, honey?

And I was really good at
hiding it, but I was wasted.

And when we got there,

I could tell the nurses could
smell it all over my breath.

- Ma'am, you can't drink in here.

- And I was begging them
not to call child services.

And I just remember the
look on their faces.

Like I was the worst mother in the world,

because I was.

That day I stopped drinking

because he became the only
thing that mattered till today.

I said, "Fuck it, It doesn't even matter

if she's gonna take him,
so might as well," right?

Might as well.

- Right.

- Listen, I need to get him there asap.

- How bad is it?

- He has a, he has a real gash.

- Did it stop bleeding?

- It's still going but just,

I really want him to see somebody.

You okay, bud?

- Jesus, how did this even happen?

- I don't know. I was in the other room,

and I heard a crash.

- Were you drinking?
- He fell down

a flight of stairs, Jamie,
what are you trying to say?

- I'm not trying to...

Nothing, nothing. I'm sorry.

I'm just really freaked out right now.

- I know this might be
hard for you to hear,

but I'm taking care of him.

He's fine. Everything's gonna be okay.

- Is that it?

- What do you mean?

- Is that it? The whole story?

- Yeah. That's my confession.

I'm an alcoholic and a
selfish, terrible mom.

So aren't you supposed to tell
me to say like 15 Hail Marys

or something so my soul
will be clean or whatever?

- Is that what you want?

You wanna be forgiven and call it a day?

- It's not what I want.

It's what you're supposed to do, right?

You're a servant of God.

Isn't that your duty,
to forgive me once my...

Once my sins have been repented?

What's so funny, huh?

- You remember your quote

in the beginning of your confession,

to err is human?

But you missed the second half.

to err is human and to forgive is divine.

See, I choose whether
or not you're forgiven,

and you're not.

You're just trying to save
your life and your son's life.

And that's an act of
desperation, not repentance.

That's why you're here. Nothing's changed.

You're the definition of a sinner

and you've learned nothing.

- You think I'm a real sinner, hmm?

Take a look around, buddy.

You think you're making any sort of impact

by taking out someone like me, really?

You wanna know something
that's really evil, hmm?

My wife, my soon to be ex-wife,

she's gonna take my son
and move outta state,

and there's nothing I can do about it.

She's gonna take him away
from everything he knows:

his school, his friends,
his family, and me.

She's gonna start him all over just

to stick it to me.

That's cruel, no, that's just evil.

- Nothing, huh, no reaction to that?

There's nothing you
wanna say to that. Hmm?

Okay, you know, you talk
about evil and forgiveness

and sins and whatever,

and I tell you a story like that

and you don't even flinch.

You're pathetic, you
are a pathetic person.

- Shut up.

- What, so you can throw
some more big Bible verses

at me, huh?

You're weak.

You're so weak, you won't
even give me salvation, hmm?

- Time's up, 10:00 PM.

Oh, Shannon Donner.

Nice Name, 10 Hillcrest
Drive, Sunrise Manor, Nevada.

Is that where your ex lives?

- We don't even live there anymore.

We stopped living there when we broke up.

- Sure you did. Mm-hmm.

That's what I thought.

Off to see the wizard.

You better fucking stop right now.

You better fucking stop.
I'll fucking kill you.

I swear to God. I'll skin
you and your son alive.

And I'll string you up
by your fucking heels.

You go ahead and try me. You
go ahead and fucking try me.

And I'm gonna find your bitch ass wife.

I'm gonna torture her
and she's gonna tell me

where your son is,

and then I'm gonna gut him from his throat

all the way down to his belly button.

And I'm gonna do it with a smile.

With a smile. Look at
that smile.

Now you gonna sit there

and you're gonna shut up and be quiet.

You hear me?

After I was reborn,

I spent 10 years traveling
the country, preaching,

spreading God's word in
parks, street corners,

wherever anyone would listen.

And then finally I got a gig as a chaplain

in a homeless shelter in Boston.

And I finally felt like I was doing good.

Like doing something really good.

I didn't know anything.

People would come in drunk, high,

always asking for handouts.

And I thought the more I spread
God's word of forgiveness

and love, they would
find God on their own.

But that's not how it works.

Some people aren't worthy of redemption.

There was this guy, I
don't know his real name,

but they called him Lefty.

He was a heroin addict.

Pop in for a week at the shelter

and then he'd disappear
for a few days on a binge.

He'd come back, rinse,
and go back out again.

Him and I had a conversation one night.

God is good.

God forgives, He knows how to forgive.

You can be the worst person in the world.

You could be a drug
addict. You can be a thief.

But if you ask for
forgiveness, God forgives.

- I wanna be forgiven. I want
you to forgive me, father.

I wanna change.

I'm tired of this life.

- So I listened to him.

I even gave him confession.

- I want God to forgive me.

- If you're saying it from
the bottom of your heart,

God will forgive.

And I really believed in him.

But 30 minutes later,

it was like the conversation
didn't even happen.

There was this young woman who
just left her abusive husband

and she was sleeping

and she finally felt safe
for the very first time.

Here comes Lefty,

takes her backpack,
starts digging through it,

gets her wallet.

She wakes up.

- Hey, hey.

- I lost something.
- Hey, hey, get outta here.

That's mine.
- I lost something.

- Get out!

- He panics. He grabs her pillow.

- That's mine. Get outta here!

Get outta here!

- And he smothers her to death.

I saw what he did. I called the police.

But no one knew his real name
and no one could do anything.

So I left, walking the street
for hours looking for him.

And I finally find him. He's strung out.

I stay back, not to call
attention to myself.

He pulls out the money he
stole, buys a dime bag.

As the drug dealer turns to walk away,

he has the great idea that

he can have the drugs and the money.

He picks up the brick

and bashes his head in.

Bashes his head in.

That pushes me over the edge.

That's when I knew I
was spinning my wheels.

I was trying to help people
that didn't want redemption.

That night, God came to me in a dream

and He told me, "Some people

aren't deserving of forgiveness

and some people must be punished."

A week later,

I'm walking through the park

and guess who I saw?

I walk up to him.

I take a few seconds.

I take a deep breath.

I slit his throat.

I stand there looking at him right

in his eyes as he bled out.

And that's when I felt
fulfilled for the first time.

When you pulled into that parking lot.

I've seen that look,

another million people
with that exact same look.

You know, it's all about the eyes.

You can tell everything you need

to know about someone in their eyes.

You have this blankness.

You know, like you're
looking at something,

but you're looking right through it.

And you miss all that goodness
that's right in front of you,

'cause you're so deep
within your own self.

And that's what makes you a sinner

and a difference.

- Fuck you, goddammit, you piece of shit.

- Home sweet home.
- Fuck!

- Are you afraid now?

- God.

- I'll be right back. Don't miss me.

- You don't have to do this.
You don't have to do this.

You don't have to do this.

Shit.

Come on. Come on.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, help.

Fuck, come on.

Fuck!

Oh shit, fuck.

- Did you miss me?

You even said yourself
she was an evil person.

I did exactly what you wanted me to do.

I punished her for her sins.

Feel better now?

- Fuck you!

- You don't get it, do you?

Humans are a plague.

Humans are God's greatest failure.

And it all starts with the young.

You don't deserve him. You don't.

- Did you kill her?

- It's a thin line between
life and death, isn't it?

In a nanosecond, you're in this plane,

and under the next.

- Is she dead?

- You'll see soon enough.

- How you doing, buddy?

- It's just a flesh wound, Mom.

- You sure you're okay?

- Yeah.

- Okay.

What if I sing for you?

- Please don't.

- Mom, stop.

- Geez, god, oh, man.

I don't know where the hell we are.

- Mom?

- It's like we like took
a wrong turn or something.

- Mom?

- Sorry.

- Mom, watch out.

Mom, watch out!

- Alby?

Alby, Alby!

No, buddy, buddy, buddy!

- Get up, get the fuck up.

This is where it all happened.

This is where I was baptized,
in this abandoned building.

I spent 10 hours with my God here.

This place represents
a new beginning for me

and the end for you.

See, you don't get it.

You're living in your own hell

and you don't even realize it.

But I gotta hand it to you though.

You're one of the only few
people that lasted this long.

Usually by now, they're
on their knees begging

for their life.

But not you.

You got something to say?

- I'm still not afraid of you.

- Mm-hmm, yeah.

Well, I think I got something

that you're gonna be afraid of.

It's gonna put the fear of God in you.

Welcome to the sanctuary.

Where the souls of sinners burn in hell.

Just like yours.

- I'll be right back.

- Alby!

It's okay, sweety.

It's okay.

- Are you afraid now, huh?

- I swear to God, I will kill you.

- Now that I hold your
son's life in my hands,

you swear to God.

Shame on you. Shame, shame, shame on you.

- Look in my eyes.

I will kill you.

I will kill you.

I believe you,

that you'll do anything

for that thing you care
about most in the world,

'cause you know what?

So would I.

'Cause the thing I care
about most in this world

is making people feel the
way you feel right now.

I can smell your fear

and it was worth the wait.

- Do you think God wants
you to hurt a child?

He has nothing to do with this.

- It's me. Kill me.

But if you touch him, you're a sinner.

- No, I'm doing what God

wants me to do.

- You think God loves you?

God hates your goddam guts.

- Mom!

- I'm okay, baby.

Mama's okay.

- Yeah, tell him.

Tell him it's gonna be okay.

Tell him it's gonna be
all right. Tell him!

- Everything's gonna be okay, baby, okay?

- You are worthless.

All of you are worthless.

He deserves to die,

and so do you, because you're weak.

You're weak, and God hates you.

He hates you.

That's why you're gonna die,

'cause God hates you.

- It's okay, it's okay, sweetie.

- Maybe he's next.

I'm gonna make him bleed.

I'm gonna make him suffer, ah!

God, you bitch.

You okay, hey.

- Ha!

- Mommy.

- I'm okay. Okay?

- You bitch!

- Oh, God, help me.

- Alby, Alby, Alby.

Hey, buddy, hey, are you okay?

Are you okay?

Did he hurt you? Are you okay?

Okay, I love you.

- I love you too.

- You're gonna be all right, okay?

- Okay.
- You're gonna be okay.

We're gonna be okay. Okay?

Hey, buddy.

- Yeah?

- Get your phone. Get your
phone, do you have your phone?

- It's okay, Mom.

- What?

- It's okay, we're gonna
be back together again.

- Yeah, we're back together, okay?

We're here. We're good, buddy.

- Ah, mm, can you,

Can you get your phone from me, buddy, ah.

Okay, I'm gonna get some help. Okay?

- I'll see you soon, Mom.

- Alby?

Alby, where you going, buddy?

Alby, hey, Alby, where you...

Alby, where you going, bud?

Alby?

Fuck.

- Hey, Shan, what's up?

Shan, you there?

- He's, he's gone.

- Who is?

- Alby, he was just right here.

He was right here, now, now...

He was right here. Now he's gone.

Alby! No!

- Shan, where are you?

- Hey, look at me buddy. You're okay.

- Where are
you, Shan? Are you home?

- Are you serious right now?

He's gone because of this.

You get the hell out of
this house right now.

- He was right here.

Alby was, Alby was with me.

- You're having an episode, Shan.

listen to me, okay?

You're not driving, are you?

Can you hear me?

Where are you?

- Alby, where, where is he?

Where'd he go?

- Jesus Christ.
Just stay put, okay?

Just stay where you are
and don't move, all right?

Can you do that?

I'm gonna track you
and come get you, okay?

Just stay where you are.

- Hello?

- Just keep talking
to me, okay? I'm tracking you.

I'll be there in 10
minutes. Where are you?

What do you see?

- Where is he? Where is he?

I was at a store. Where is he?

Where's, where's, where's Alby?

He was right here.

- Where's
- Alby's gone, Shan.

You know that.

- Hey, my battery died. Can
I get a jump, please, please?