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In the beginning, there was only the word.

And with the word, he spoke into being the realm of heaven and its angels.

And he spoke into being the sun, the moon, and the stars.

And then the earth, its oceans, and its beasts.

And finally, he spoke into being his masterpiece, us.

And we were his children to love, keep, and protect.

Placed above all others, we were his most cherished creation, most beloved on

earth and in heaven.

This was the word as it was spoken to the prophets, and then it was handed

to us.

The word of God, our Father in heaven, and a thousand generations found

shelter in that word.

So here we are tonight.

The word become flesh and blood.

Our flesh and blood.

But I got news.

The Lord, he didn't keep his word. No, he backed out on it. He abandoned his

kids a long time ago, and he ain't paying child support.

Am I right, Maggie? You got that right, preacher boy.

Brothers and sisters.

Our father is a deadbeat dad.

That's right.

We can all forget about the divine plan because there is no divine plan.

It's a blind universe out there, friends. Our lives are nothing but a

unrelated accidents.

Get used to it. Get used to it. Bad things happen to good people for no

Get used to it. Good things, they happen to bad people for no reason. Get used

to it.

Say it again.

I can't hear you.

You want salvation?

We want salvation.

Do you want it now?

God is dead.

What the fuck?

God is not dead.

He just doesn't give a damn.

Please. Please.

Hey, Joseph.

L282's mom wants his corneas back.

Did you give her the gift of sight wrap?

Yep.

Says they will harvest it without her consent.

She wants the kid to go to the next world intact.

Take heed, you senseless ones.

Does he who formed the eye not see?

Huh? Psalm 94.

Deal with it, Carl.

All right.

Let's see what we have here.

Lead poisoning.

Okay, Rasputin, what army did you piss off?

All right, let's do a liver temp.

Thermometer. Okay.

Do the honors.

Hey, delivers that away Magellan.

There you go.

TOD approximately 8 o 'clock p .m., huh?

All right.

Let's see what else we got on our John Doe here.

Daniel Rosales.

Daniel. Funny spelling, huh?

Father unknown, mother Valerie Rosales, deceased.

Valerie Rosales.

Again and again. Never stops. Never ends.

What do you mean?

Look. Look at that burn pattern. Look.

It's like, uh... Go on.

It's like she got hit with napalm and never moved.

Yeah. All right.

These are from the scene.

Okay. You get hit with a blast like that, don't you pearl up into a tighter

ball, expose less skin?

Are you asking me?

I've asked myself a thousand times.

I don't know.

Look at the body position.

I'm looking.

Closer.

Closer.

It's like she was shielding something.

It was her child.

She was protecting her child.

It gave me a life.

So you, uh, personally knew the victim, huh? We go back.

I know him from before the Big Bang.

Big Bang?

What exactly was the Big Bang?

The beginning.

Good night, Joseph.

Yeah, good night.

All

right,

look, I'm going to let you go, but I may have to call you back a little bit

later on down the line as a material witness.

Gabriel, uh, is there no last name? I mean, there's, like, the artist formerly

known as Yanni or something?

Thing.

Thought it was Yanni. Shows you how far out of touch I am.

Is this, uh, is the address, uh, current?

Gabriel? I can tell you in two words.

Un -fortunately.

Ah, is that with a hyphen?

Right.

And, uh, date of birth?

There's no date of birth here, either.

I asked a woman at the Department of Motor Vehicles that same question. She

me not to bother her on a coffee break.

DMV.

All right, why don't you tell me? I won't lie.

Be cruel.

I'll just put down 39.

Great.

You know what?

The fact is, I'm old enough to know better, Sparky.

What'd you call me?

That's what they called you when you were a kid, right?

Yeah, you did good.

Where's your morgue?

That's off limits to the public, sir.

AZ Jones, FBI.

There'll be two floors down, tunnel access to the sub -basement.

I'm going to have to ask you to identify the body, ma 'am.

So I'm going to have to ask you to wait just a little bit longer here.

There'll be somebody who wants to help you.

I always knew we'd see each other again, but I never thought you'd look so...

different.

We become the thing we fear.

I let myself go, obviously, or I wouldn't be here.

I need the heart.

You more than anyone know what he is.

He's their last hope.

what side you're on. Well, that should be infinitely clear to you now.

Come back to us.

We can retake what's rightfully ours.

We can make it like it was before the monkeys.

Remember?

Or has this place completely befouled your senses?

I like it here.

I even learned to drive.

You know what your one flaw is, Gabriel?

You only see what you want to see.

Have you ever looked around?

Our creator poured all his grace into this world, but do you see it?

Do you see it anywhere?

Not yet.

It's drawing heaven.

Oh, yeah.

Thank you for not jamming.

Where is he?

No. You don't just stand there straight -faced and tell me he walked right out

of here. You don't do that.

I'm sorry.

Sorry? How am I supposed to take that, huh?

Probably the same way I have for a very long time.

Badly. I just lost the only thing I cared about in this whole fucked -up

universe.

You haven't seen badly, sir.

Not yet.

What's it like to wake up as dead meat with the buzzards circling?

Do I know you? I know you.

From before you were born.

Both times.

Zophiel, spy of God, bridge between rebel and loyal factions within heaven.

His true allegiance is unclear from religious texts.

My kingdom for a straight answer.

Ariel. Ariel.

Who the hell is Ariel?

He died in my arms.

T .O .D. was 8 p .m.

That was taken six hours later.

Look, I still don't believe what you're trying to tell me.

I was afraid of that.

All right, let's go.

Where?

There are things that...

Ghosts and civil servants just shouldn't know.

You'd rot.

They are new.

Cumbrio's an idiot.

In the final hour shall come one born with the heart of an angel and the soul

a man.

Ever hear of a Nephilim?

A what?

Take your vitamins, Vincent. Little boy.

Nephilim. Half angel, half man.

Old Testament's chock full of them.

They're very nasty guys.

And very, very hard to kill.

Am I right or am I right, Barth?

Are you saying Daniel's a Nephilim?

Am I?

I guess I am.

Do you really believe that?

Look.

I've had four gutted hermaphrodites burn to black pitch right under my nose.

I've had one cop, my best friend, driven insane by the angels shrieking in his

head. before somehow, spontaneously combusting in a madhouse he had mistaken

a monastery, a pretty young woman, now dead, knocked up by a stranger who left

her three months pregnant in only 48 hours.

And just yesterday, a young man, allegedly her son, shot up six ways to

crawled out of a drawer, and waltzed out like Lazarus.

So yeah, I'm pretty much open to a buffet of possibilities.

Any suggestions?

No.

What's the D for?

Uh... Donut?

I'll take one of those with the colored fragments on it.

You see a young man about this tall, dark hair, dark brown jacket, come in

earlier.

Look.

Only 63 cents for the donut.

And about, uh, 50 bucks for the recollection.

What kind of an answer is that?

A minimum wage answer?

You answer my question, or I'll personally see to it that you spend the

millennium chained to a damp wall, wondering just what it is that's been

its way up through your barrels for the last 750 years.

Cool.

The dude came in here about a half an hour ago and scarfed down about two

micks in less than five minutes. It was like on a serious sugar rush, you know

what I mean?

Spontaneous tissue regeneration tends to do that.

What? Where is he now?

Oh.

Hiding in shit.

Just like a monkey.

No matter how many times you tell them, they never learn.

You must always, always remove the heart.

Don't push your luck.

Nice coat.

Killing you would be so easy.

Fried food can kill me. A mugger can kill me. You're not so special down

Jones.

How do you bear what you've become, Gabriel?

You, who were once exalted above all others.

You've been with a woman who's a fail.

It's like diet.

You moan, cry out. You get to a spot that has you begging for release.

Once.

every day when I have the cash.

Enough about me. You must be scared.

What if you lose?

You must be scared you might become like me.

Right?

My dying memory is being in your arms.

I remember slipping away and thinking, God, how lucky I was to hold you one

last time.

But I kept slipping until all

around me there was just body.

I don't understand.

I said it.

How does it feel, Daniel, to know that you're almost perfect?

If not for the monkey inside you.

What am I to you?

What is it?

I said, what is it, and why am I drawn to it?

Tyrion.

Who?

The Whited Sepulcher.

I tried to reason with him.

I tried everything I could.

Help's on the way.

Good.

That's good.

Let me play.

Looking for these?

Take the car, you can have it. Afraid that won't do.

After you.

Yes, yes, I know.

Keep a gun under the front seat of your car ever since you were robbed in that

dark cul -de -sac.

That very, very bad part of town.

But the idea of actually using it is a bit, what, repulsive?

So therefore you keep the bullets stashed safely.

And the glove box.

I'm not here to hurt you.

Is this the best you can do?

Do we have a problem?

Look, why do you even need me, huh?

Can't drive.

I believe this can go faster.

Sure.

Whatever you say.

really don't have time for that

remember that. Just jerk the wheel to the rider.

Wow. I swear to God I'll use this.

Sure you will.

Why don't we just talk?

Don't!

I'm also your friend.

We can both help each other, but you're going to have to be willing to listen to

me. Are you ready to listen?

I usually measure time in eons, but in this particular case, every second

counts.

Please, I told you I'm not here to hurt you.

Both see things the same way, you and I.

A world abandoned by the Creator.

A universe in chaos.

Daniel Rosales saw it, too. He saw it more clearly than any of us.

But he's lost his way now.

He's been deceived by my brothers who still cling to old ways, old truths.

Who still harbor some cold, empty faith that our beloved Father shall somehow

return and deliver us from this wasteland.

This... Killing field.

But that will never, never happen, Magdalena.

You know it.

I know it.

And most of all, Daniel Rosales knew it.

Until now.

Why?

Because he's being driven by forces beyond his control.

Where's he going?

He's going to stop our savior.

The only one who can set things right again with heaven and earth.

Savior.

His name is Peril.

It means light of heaven.

He came here in the first war.

Led the army of God that cast Lucifer to a far more distant shore.

And here he's remained.

Is he evil?

No, no.

Evil is the realm of darkness.

Imperial is the light.

He is the shining beacon that will lead us from an eternity of rotting despair.

Unless Daniel's there to stop him. Why would he do something like that?

Voices that make things kill.

That drive an angry mob to incinerate a mother desperately shielding her little

boy.

It is those same voices that now speak to Daniel.

Daniel would never listen to them.

Whatever was human in Daniel Rosales died before he rose from that morgue.

He's no longer your Daniel.

You know it.

You felt it

Why

should

I believe you because you have to

Everywhere I go, you're there.

I close my eyes, you're there.

Ever since I can remember.

You know, man, your boy running from his dead mama.

Boy thinking.

You think about destiny.

You think he'll live to see another day.

So many who want him dead.

Yet he gets by. Does he stop to wonder?

Does he think you might be here for a purpose?

Does he wonder what that purpose is?

I do.

Every moment of my existence.

Before you were born, I tried to rip you from your mama's womb. I failed.

The sword of heaven could not still this tiny mortal heart.

How come?

How come you?

What could you mean?

Do you know who?

Nothing.

Clearly, the facts say otherwise.

The other word.

Whatever it is you're destined to commit upon this earth, it's his will. It's

what he wants.

No angel, however powerful, could be anything but the... messenger danielle

you're a message and now for the first time in a gazillion years i get to know

what it is i get to know what that message is

I did my time in Sunday school. If this period is like the second coming or

something, how come I don't know anything about him?

Maybe you just chose the wrong religion.

I dreamed of you.

I'm Mary.

I know the enemy ghost.

Last night I dreamed the end of one history.

And the beginning of another.

The darkness was met by the coming of a great warrior.

I dreamed of you.

You look smaller in person.

Tell me something.

Do you still love your girl?

True.

As much as he loves me.

Say, ma 'am, I wonder if you could tell me how to get to Gila Flats.

Yeah, it's... It's over on the Wallapai Reservation.

I don't suppose you could be just a tad more specific?

Madge.

Where's your friend?

Oh, you have a long memory.

Rachel is, uh...

Under the weather. She's bedridden. But I'll tell her you inquire.

What do you want?

Everything.

But to begin... Fresh brewed, sweet and low, non

-dairy creamer, small grapefruit juice, three eggs, yolk, firm, not hard, bacon

crisp, hash browns, dry wheat toast put on the side, and a portion of your

famous blackberry jam.

It's going to be a long day.

Remember, we're here to stop him. That's all. Nobody gets hurt.

Go up the hill and turn.

I suppose you caught his scent. Something like that.

We've done well. I'm proud of you.

Do not lose him. I won't.

Okay, now what?

Go faster.

I won't!

Turn left.

Hard left.

I don't see him.

Exactly. I can't do that.

I told you what's at stake here.

That wasn't the deal. Nobody was supposed to get hurt.

How did you think we were going to stop him, Magdalena, with a prayer? I don't

know, but not like this.

He's almost at the destination. We have to kill him.

We have no choice. I do.

I'm warning you.

Whoever you are, whatever you are, I'm not afraid of you.

You should be.

She's still in there, Daniel.

Dying, I suspect.

Not that that really matters.

This is what it must feel like to be human.

what it feels like to be human.

Bring her back.

I can't.

You have to.

What are you afraid of?

Nothing.

Why so desperate to get her back?

Because you know what heaven's going to be like for her if you don't finish.

Are you an angel?

Once upon a time.

I don't want to die.

Please.

Oh, God.

I'm so afraid.

Don't be afraid.

Where is Steve?

He's fighting.

For you.

The child of divine fornication.

What do you want from me?

I have come to help the monkeys perish by mutual slaughter.

And then so the earth.

The better scene.

Genocide.

It happens now and then.

Turn away, Nephilim.

Will I? Not.

And keep walking.

Fuck you.

There is no such thing as destiny.

You above all should know that.

What am I doing here?

The one thing your kind excels at.

mindless, indifferent.

angels, the earth and the stars, even in the darkest part of the human soul.

It was there the word burned brightest, and for a moment I was blinded.