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Breaking news this morning.
A delegation from the aliens known as The Lupo
have just made contact with the United Nations.
The entire world has been gripped by fear
since the aliens' spaceships first appeared in Earth orbit,
and the extraterrestrial visitors have, until now, maintained a profound silence.
But in a dramatic turn of events,
The Lupo expressed a desire to communicate with--
And officials--
I just don't understand why it has to be me, Your Excellency.
It wants to speak to the priest
who witnessed and proclaimed the Blackfin "resurrection."
I just got carried away with all the press attention,
all the oil spill stuff,
those poor dolphins dying.
Oh no, don't be so modest, Father.
I understand our visitor believes it to be a genuine miracle.
What are they, priests?
Aye, a whole bloody race of priests, apparently.
What parish are they?
Stay back! Stay back!
Push it back!
The Church is still formulating its position in regard to these Lupo.
So, Donal…
don't fuck it up.
Keep your lines!
Right.
Disperse immediately!
Keep the bastards off us!
-Save us! Save us all! -Repent!
Father, tell viewers how you feel about the recent reports--
No comment.
- Well, I did have a comment, actually. - God is not a fish!
Fuck the aliens!
We know The Lupo are sea dwellers.
Their home is a gas giant 50 light years away.
We understand little of their culture or intentions.
And more worryingly, we know nothing of their military capabilities.
But based on their ships, we assume significant.
So be clear not to start a war, then.
Let me bottom line it for you.
Don't fuck up.
I'm hearing that a lot.
Sorry, how do I know when The Lupo is going to arrive?
Greetings. Please accompany me.
Tell me, Father Maguire,
do you consider yourself a religious man?
Rather strange question, considering my profession.
Our profession.
But you are a man of faith.
I like to think so.
Although my faith has been tested on occasion.
Faith cannot be real unless it has been tested.
You witnessed the resurrection of the Blackfin.
Resurrection is what some of the papers called it.
The Church had a very different view.
There was a whole pod washed ashore after an oil spill.
When we found them, sadly, they'd been dead for a few days.
Then suddenly…
one of them… came back to life.
Here.
Um…
Blackfin, you know, she's a law unto herself.
Some days, she turns up.
Other days…
she's doing her own thing out there.
Piercing.
Huh?
There she is.
Kneel before the messiah.
Jesus!
Praise be.
The messiah has delivered her gospel.
It is strange that the God of those who swim
has shown her benediction on this world.
But it is not my place to question the word of God.
Nor mine, but--
She gives a testament of rampant murder
by those who walk of those who swim.
Oh no, hang on. I think we may have got off on the wrong foot here.
We do not have feet.
And so, our crusade begins.
The what begins?
I think you're being a bit hasty.
Shit.
No!
No, wait!
Come on, we can talk about this!
Hey!
Come back!
Donal! Donal! Donal.
What in Christ's name is happening?
I think…
…we fucked up.
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