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- Oh Lord in heaven.

Take Rebecca's darkness. Yes.

Remove the pain that keeps
her trapped in despair,

Oh Lord, yes. Praise God. Yes.

He hears your prayers.

Wash away her sadness. Yes.

[Church Group Prayer Chatter]

- Please, God, please.
Bring her a miracle.

dear Lord. Open her
eyes. Show her the way.

[Church Group Prayer Chatter]

- Praise God.

We ask that you pour your

healing light over her soul, Lord.

- Amen. Amen.

- Heal her. Oh Lord.

Take her worldly affliction

and give her the strength
to surrender to you.

Yes, Lord. Praise God. Hallelujah.

- Lord, give me the strength

to stand up to my demons, Lord.

Hallelujah.

Yes, God.

- Breathe in for

One, two, three, out.

Two, three. Good job.

Take all of your pain, anxiety,

stress, and sadness.

Imagine taking all of those things

and compressing them into one little ball

that you can easily cast away.

- Hey, Brady.

- Hey! There's that pretty lady.

- How are you doing, my friend?

- Is that a smart phone?

- Yes, it is. Whoa! And check this out.

Some people hear Laurel
and some people hear Yanni.

Oh, I think I did that a while back.

All right, let's see. Check it out.

- Laurel.
- Laurel. No, no, no.

Yes, it's Yanni. It's Yanni.

- The internet is a
crazy place. My friend.

Got you something. Woo!

- Roast beef.
- Your favorite.

- Ha Ha!

- Let's do this.

- Looking for these?

- Oh!

God bless you.

- Let's keep him out of this one.

- Thank you.

- Take care of yourself, Brady.

- You too.

- You are stronger than you know.

You are in control.

You can do anything.

- Monticellos.

So predictable.

Fuck.

- This is Reverend Peter
at Cleansing Rock Church.

Please leave a message and I'll get ba-

This is Reverend Peter
at Cleansing Rock Church.

Please leave a message
and I'll get back to you.

God bless.

- Peter. You're going to

think I'm crazy.

I'm so sorry. I'm sorry
to call you so late. Um...

I just, I, I heard this
sound. I think. I think

somebody's breaking into the house.

like I'm really scared right now.

Please call me back. I need you.

Please.

- Oh, hey, hey.

It's me.

- Peter?

I'm, I'm sorry.

I'm so glad you're here.

- You are bleeding.

- Yeah, I dropped my cell phone

and the screen shattered.

I thought someone was breaking in.

- That's why you kept calling me?

- Yeah. No. I don't know. Um...

Something is going on here Peter.

At first I thought I
might be hearing things.

The door to your office
slammed on its own.

And then I heard this sound

Peter, this horrible sound
- Stop.

- It was like this breathing.
- Stop.

Stop!

How much have you had to drink
tonight? I know what I heard.

- I know what I heard, Peter.

I'm scared. I think there's
something in your office.

- Okay.

- You want me to take a look?

Yeah.

Give it to me.

- Wait!
- What?

- I'm just freaking out.

- The Lord is our strength.

- It just slammed on its own.

- I don't hear anything.

- Okay.

Wait, wait wait!

What if there's somebody in there?

- Isn't that what I'm here to find out?

- Be careful.

- There's nothing in here.

Are you still taking Xanax?

- Oh, come on Peter.

- I'm just saying.
- I know there

was something here. Peter,

- This is ridiculous.
I shouldn't have come.

- Can you just look at the
rest of the house please?

- Fine.

- See anything?

- Nothing.

Outside door is locked.
Windows are locked.

There's nothing down here.

It doesn't seem to be bleeding anymore.

- Thank you.

Thank you for coming.

- You're welcome.

You going to be okay?

- I guess

- It's been rough, Peter.

- We've talked about this so many times.

- I know, but I'm getting better.

I'm getting better. Peter,

How was your dinner at Monticello's?

- Are you still tracking my phone?

You know, I actually believed
you when you said you would be

doing the work.

You look unwell, Bec. Thanks.

- Oh. Thanks.

- Is this all a joke to you?

Was this just another one
of your twisted ploys?

- Don't flatter yourself.

- You've been texting me nonstop.

- And you've been ignoring me.

- I'm trying to establish boundaries.

- I am still your wife!

- I can't do this.

- You're just gonna walk away.

- Rebecca, I have to work tomorrow.

- Of course. Pastor Peter's off

to rescue another member
of the congregation.

God forbid your own wife should need you.

- I'm here, aren't I?

- And you're leaving again.

- Enough!

What is wrong with you?

- Everything.

Everything. I miss you,
Peter. I miss our life.

- You brought this upon yourself, Rebecca.

- I didn't ask for this.

- You turned your back on the Lord.

- Oh, I'm sorry that I am struggling.

What was I supposed to
do? Huh? Just move on

like you? Slap a smile on my face

and pretend like nothing ever happened?

- I gave it to God. I prayed.

- Bravo, Peter. Good for you.

It must feel so good. I'm
sorry that my halo isn't

as bright as yours.

- You just can't do it,
can you? You never could.

You've always been too weak to trust God.

- For fuck's sake!

- How many church counseling
sessions and prayer meetings?

- You're a drunk Rebecca!

A selfish, miserable drunk!

I'm sorry.

- Why can't you forgive me?

- Have you forgiven yourself?

Let's pray. Can we do that?

- I don't want to

- Please. I think we both
need a moment of reflection

with the Lord.

Dear Heavenly Father, I ask you once again

for your patience and
healing upon Rebecca.

Lord, we know that sometimes
it can be extra hard

to change our will toward yours.

We seek to overcome our demons,

and we ask this in your holy name.

Amen.

- Amen.

- There you go.

- Thank you.

Do you think maybe you
could stay the night?

Please.

- You know, I can't do that

- Peter, I'm scared and
I don't wanna be alone.

- Miriam says we need
to establish boundaries.

I'm really trying here.

- Do you still love me?

- Rebecca.
- I need to know.

- You know that I love each
and every member of my flock.

- Hello?

Is there somebody in there?

- Oh, shit!

- "Come to me, all you who
are weary and burdened,

and I will give you rest.

Take my yoke upon you and learn from me.

For I am gentle and humble in heart.

And you will find rest for your souls.

For my yoke is easy
and my burden is light."

That has always been one of my favorites.

Does it speak to you, Rebecca?

- Um...

I guess. I mean, it's,

it's nice. Very peaceful

That's right.

Now there is an exercise that I want you

to try during your morning devotionals.

- Miriam, uh, you know these,

these exercises. Um...
It's not really working.

- You must be patient.

- Well, I know. I've been trying.

It's just, I always end up
exactly where I started.

- It's not about you, it's about God.

- I know, but I'm here too.

- Just hear me out.

I want you to start visualizing the sheer

power of the Lord.

Yeah. Picture yourself handing

over your burdens.

Submitting yourself to his majesty.

Allow him to consume you.

Is that funny to you?

- No. I'm sorry.

I just had this like messed up visual

of God actually eating me.

Um...

Sorry.

- The house looks good.

- Thanks. I actually did a little

housekeeping this morning.

- This morning?

- Yeah. I was awake before noon.

- That is a very positive
step forward, Rebecca.

I am pleased.

Will we be seeing you on Sunday?

- I don't think anybody
really wants me there

after what happened.

So, but um, can I get you a cup

of coffee before you go?

- Tea. Please.

- Sure thing.

- So what brought on this sudden change?

Did the prayer group help?

- Actually, I saw Peter last night.

- Oh, I thought we weren't doing that.

- I know, I know.

I had a little too much
to drink. Surprise.

And swore somebody was
breaking into the house.

- Oh my goodness.

- So I called Peter-
- And he answered?

- Yeah.

Yeah, he, um, he actually
came to check on me.

- Oh, where did you find
that? That is beautiful.

Rebecca?

Rebecca!

- Oh my God. Ah, so sorry.

Oh geez.

- You said Peter was here?

- Yes. He came by and I don't
know. He was really sweet.

It was nice.

I think he still cares about me.

- Well, you are a member of his flock.

I guess it just gave me hope.

Speak of the devil.

Okay.

Peter's asking if he
can come over tonight.

- And you think that's a good idea?

- Of course, he's my husband.

- Technically, yes.

But I don't want you getting your hopes up

after all of the hard
work that we've done.

- Miriam, of all people,

You know how

I feel.

- I know what you want.

- I don't know. I don't know.

Maybe this is my second chance, you know?

Like, I can do better.
He just needs to see it.

- Well, I'll pray for you both.

- Rebecca!

- Jesus Christ! You scared m--

Sorry. I know I shouldn't
use the Lord's name in vain.

- I forgive you.

- Thanks.

- You look well.

So what's all this?

- Nothing really. I
just wanted to show you

how much I appreciated you
coming over last night.

- Rebecca. I don't think I--

- I made your favorite.

- My mom's recipe.

- Yeah. I learned from the best.

- Smells amazing.

- Taste test?

- Please.

- Mmm. That is perfect.

- I love you too.

- What?

- What you said... last night.

I just want you to know
that I still love you too.

- Okay. I, I think you misunderstood me.

- Look, Peter, I know I'm flawed, okay?

But when you're in my life, I, I need you,

Peter. We need each other.

- There's no we anymore,
Rebecca. You know that.

- But I'm doing the work?

Look--
- Rebecca. I--

- Look at me, Peter.

I'm sober right now.

I haven't had a drop to drink
all day. This is progress.

Peter?

- I know it's not what you want.

But this has gone on long enough

and I feel the Lord pulling
me in a new direction.

- No!
- You need to hear this.

- You're a pastor.

- And I have every right to do this.

- That's a load of bullshit.
- Stop pretending this works!

We are no longer equally yoked, Rebecca.

Maybe we never were.

You turned your back on
the Lord.

- No, I haven't.

- You have a drinking problem.

- But I'm working through it--

- You showed up drunk in
the middle of my sermon,

shouted at the entire congregation

and vomited everywhere!

- Peter, Peter,

please, please don't leave me.

- Stop with the dramatics.

- I need you.

- Well, I don't need this. Not anymore.

It's over. I'll give you
a few days to sign this.

But you will do this.

- No, I won't.
- Yes you will, Rebecca!

I've put up with your
behavior long enough.

- Put up with?

How dare you.
- Here we go.

- I was the perfect pastor's wife

and a fucking incredible mother.

- Just stop already.

- I gave you everything, Peter.

Everything you ever
wanted. Did you forget?

- And now it's all gone.

Where are you going?
Don't walk away from me.

- Holy! Holy!
- Rebecca...

- Holy!
- Get a hold of yourself!

- You were a good wife once,
Rebecca, but you're lost.

You've been consumed by...
- What?

- Grief?
- Oh Lord. Give me strength.

Ever since your breakdown--
- Oh, fuck you.

- Here's what's going
to happen. I'm leaving

without any more fighting.

I'm divorcing you and that's final!

- No. Peter. Peter, Peter, Peter, Please!

Don't do this. I can't forgive myself

until you do.

Say something.

- "For all have sinned and fall short

of the glory of God."

- On what planet?

Can a mother lose her
only child and be okay?

- I suffered too.

- I keep playing it over and over, Peter.

I don't know what
else I could have done.

We were so close and then

he just wouldn't talk to me

- "Those who conceal their transgressions

will not prosper."

- You wouldn't have understood.

I didn't tell you because

I was afraid of what you might do.

- Afraid of what? That I
would've steered him on a

righteous path?

One with God?
- He was my

- Son, Peter, my son--

- You lied to me for years!

You should have told me.

I could've saved him.

- I did my best.

- And you see where that got us.

- In his nine years on this earth...

I never fought with him until that day.

I hate myself, Peter.

I hate myself.

Can you please forgive me?

Please?

Okay.

Okay.

- I am not leaving until
you sign those papers.

- Goodbye, Peter.

- Rebecca.

What are you doing?

- It's better this way.

- Put the gun down. You
don't want to do this.

- Don't tell me what I want!

- God doesn't want this.

- But you do!

- You're acting crazy!

- Peter, what was that?

- I don't know. I told you
there was something in this.

- I told you there was
something in there--

- Shh! Shh!

That sound was everywhere.
How is that possible?

- I don't know.

Peter!

- Check the garage.

- Peter?

Peter. I don't think it came from there.

- It came from everywhere.

- It sounded like--

Peter don't!

- Do you want me to take
care of this or what?

- You know, I can't look up there.

- Why'd you move the furniture?

- What?

- That used to be over there.

- It's always been there, Peter.

I kept everything exactly as it was.

- No, you're wrong. It was there.

- No, it wasn't.

- Do you really trust
your memory over mine?

- Peter, be careful.

Peter?

- Just give me a minute.

- Oh my. What is it?

Oh my God!

- I'm okay.

- Oh my God. Ugh.

- Nasty little thing bit me.

- Is that a opossum?

- I think so.

- Oh my God.

Peter, these things can give you rabies.

Okay, Peter, look at
me. I'd like to leave.

Okay? Peter, listen

to me.

You've been bit by an animal

and we need to go see a doctor.

- It's fine.

- And maybe we need to
call the police because

because that sound we
heard, that something

that made the wind blow
in our living room.

Not that opossum.

- Yeah. I'll just tell them that

while you were threatening me by

putting a gun to your head.
- I wasn't threatening you.

- What would you call it then?

- You're impossible.

- Look. I'm tired.

I'd really like to get
this out of my hands.

I need to sit down so I can think.

- I don't feel safe here, Peter.

- You'll be with me

- Better?

You look pale.

Why can't we go to your apartment tonight?

- Because we're staying here.
- Why?

- You wouldn't understand.

- Try me.

- I feel called to stay.

- Amazing.

You read your Bible, I'll drink my wine.

- "Put on the whole armor of God,

so that you may stand against
the wiles of the devil."

- Wiles of the devil.

- Is dinner still up for grabs?

- Are you asking me to make you a plate?

- If it's not too much trouble.

- Fine.

- What are you looking for anyway?

- I'm not exactly sure.
It sounded like words.

- What are you talking about?

- That powerful noise.

Aramaic, maybe?

- You heard Aramaic from that?

- Do you remember the mission in Mexico?

You were so beautiful.

Your faith was so inspiring.

The kids really loved you too.

And how you used to play
those worship songs.

Where did that woman go?

- What were we even doing there, Peter?

They're already Christian

- Catholic.

It's different. You know that.

They needed to know God in a new way.

- Save the sermon.

- Zachary really flourished

on those mission trips, you know?

He made wonderful, godly friends.

Rebecca.

Rebecca?

Rebecca!

Did you hear me?

He, he really loved it there.

- Huh? He told me he hated it.

- Really?

What else did he tell you, Bec?

- What does it matter?

- It matters because
you're rewriting history.

That child walked so closely
with the Lord bef--

- He was confused.

I was confused.
- He needed guidance.

Maybe the Lord called him home

to protect him from the
evils of this world, I--

- I'm sorry. Are you saying our

son is better off dead?

- Seriously, Bec.

- When you two got back from
that camp, he was so distant.

- Maybe he needed time to think.

- He always told me everything.

That..that day, I just screamed at him.

I was so frustrated.

He just stared at me with
this vacant look in his eyes.

- You really need to stop this.

- I loved Zachary so much.

I just wanted to understand him.

- What you allowed

was unnatural.
- What?

- I just wish you would've come to me.

- What happened at camp, Peter?

Was he bullied by someone?

Did you talk to every single counselor?

- How many times do I
have to tell you this?

It was a father-son hiking retreat.

He was with me the whole
time. And you know it.

You need prayer. Pray with me.

- No, we're not doing that again.

- Prayer warriors must strike
in the heat of battle.

- What battle?

- Against evil!

The Devil.

His demons, inner strife, addictions.

It's all the same. These
are what seek to destroy us.

- Clarify for me, Peter.

Was it inner strife

or demons that caused
our son to hang himself?

- "Your enemy the devil

prowls around like
a roaring lion looking

for someone to devour!"

- Christ! I don't want your
prayer. I want my son back.

- Stay here.

Whoever's in there.

You should know that I have a gun.

and I will use it if I have to.

I'm a man of the cloth. It's
just me and my wife here.

If you just leave now,
we won't call the police.

It's locked.

- Peter? Peter!

- Wait!
- Peter, come on.

- We have to deal with this.

- I don't understand you.

There is something fucked
up in this house right now.

What if, what if it's evil?

- You don't know that.
- Well,

you're a pastor. Shouldn't you know

that?
- I'm not afraid.

- I am afraid.

- "Be strong and courageous.

Do not be afraid or terrified
of them, for the Lord

your God goes with you--

- We have to get out of here now!

- He will never leave
you nor forsake you."

Come inside with me.

- I am not going back in there.

- Please. I can't do this alone.

- Do what?

- What if I was chosen?

That thing. Whatever
it is. It's beyond us.

I believe the Lord wants me here.

Something miraculous is
happening.

I want you to witness it with me.

- Peter, do you see that?

- Incredible.

- Oh, God smells like sulfur.

- Amazing.

- What?

- Come.

It's, it's like pure
energy.

Fear not.

- Ah! It burns.

- How strange.

Whatever you are, we only wish

to understand your presence.

We wish to know you.

Will you speak to us again?

- Okay. We tried. Let's go.

- No!

I'm not finished yet.

[Speaking In "Tongues"]

[Speaking In "Tongues"]

- Oh my God, Peter!

Peter, get away from there!

- It's a miracle.
- It's a fucking fire!

It's going to burn our house down!

Peter, what is the matter with you?

- Praise the Lord.

- Stay here and warm up, okay?

I'm going to get you some warm clothes.

- [Speaking In "Tongues"]

[Speaking In "Tongues"]

- Peter, what are you doing?

- I was right! It was
Aramaic. It was Aramaic!

"'Ehye 'ăšer 'ehye."

It means "I Am That I Am".

You're afraid, are you not?

- Yes, Peter. I'm afraid.

- I was too, but I'm not anymore.

When the Angels first appeared,

They said "Fear Not".

Because they knew
that to us, simple humans,

their majesty is far too intimidating.

- Peter, you're losing a lot of blood.

- What more could we ask
for than a burning bush?

The ultimate sign!

Rebecca, it's all around us.

You just need to have faith to see it.

[Speaking In "Tongues"]

- Peter, what are you saying?

[Speaking In "Tongues"]

Behold!

"Indeed, under the law

almost everything is
purified with blood."

- What?

- He is here!

It is God!

- Peter!

Peter, look at me.

Look at me.

- Rebecca?

- We are leaving now.

I am telling you, there is
something evil in our house.

I can feel it.

- It's not evil.

- It's making you crazy.

- How can you deny what
we've seen tonight?

The miracles we just witnessed?

- They're not miracles.

- Do you doubt this?

The Lord is with us!

He's come to me.

- Okay. Can we just stop for a moment?

I need a moment to process this.

- Miriam, you are a woman of strong faith.

- Please. What you are
telling me is a lot.

Reverend.

I would follow--

I, I have followed you

and I'm inclined to trust
your judgment as my shepherd.

But I have to agree with Rebecca.

This sounds--
- Fucked up!

- Rebecca!
- Rebecca!

- I am.

I need to pray on this.
I think we all should.

- If you could just see
it with your own eyes.

Feel the power in your soul.
I know you would believe--

- You're not going back there.

None of us are going back there!

- It's very late. You are both

beyond exhausted.

- Okay, we have to leave.
- No!

- Clearly you have had
a very emotional night.

Both of you. I honestly
don't know what I can do

or what to even think about all this.

But you will be safe here tonight, okay?

- No, Rebecca, we're leaving--
- I insist.

We will contact the elders in the morning

after you've had a good night's sleep.

We'll get to the bottom of it.

- Okay.

Thank you. I need a good night of sleep.

- And for you, hope the couch is okay?

- She should be out for a while.

- I gave her an extra dose.

Do you think she knows?

- Are you sure you're ready?

- Peter?

Miriam?

No.

Shit!

- For the Lord said, the life
of the flesh is in the blood.

I have given it to you on the altar

to make atonement for your souls.

Do not be afraid, Miriam.

For the Lord, our God, will reward you.

Have faith.

You must have faith.

- Peter.

- Rebecca, do you feel him?

His majesty?

- No.

- "If we endure, we will
also reign with him;

But if we deny him, he will deny us."

- Miriam, what are you doing?

- Pay close attention. That is

what a righteous woman looks like.

- Miriam.

Miriam, look at me.

Miriam, look at me. Miriam, wake up.

- Denier!

- You people are insane.

Peter, Peter, let go of me.

- You belong to the Lord,

and yet you deny him!

- Whatever is in that room, it's evil.

It wants blood!

- The only way is through blood.

- Let go of me, Peter!

- It is you who needs to let go, Rebecca.

Give your life to him!

You will not see his
glory until you submit.

- How could you be so blind?

- It is you who does not see, but

- But you will.

- Peter, no!

Peter, Peter.

- But you're not ready.

- You'll sit here until
you're ready to worship.

- No!

Peter!

Peter, let me out! Peter!

Miriam! Help!

Fuck!

Who are you?

I am a man who is worthy
of the presence of God!

My selfless deeds are being rewarded.

- No, this isn't you, Peter.

- You're wrong. I've never
felt more like myself.

- That thing is doing something to you.

- That "THING" is God!

And you will address him as such!

- Stop!

Stop!

Peter, Stop!

- Get up.

Come on, get up.

Get up.

Get up!

- Peter.

- You will bear witness to
the greatness of our Lord.

Turn around.

- Miriam. Help.

- Shut your mouth, faithless.

Watch as a woman of
pure faith does her duty.

- Miriam.

You don't have to do this.

No! Miriam! No!

- Zachary knew this was the only way.

- What?

- My blood for you, my Lord.

My blood I give to you, Lord.

Praise you, My King. Praise you.

- Amen!

Do you see now?

How beautiful--

Denier!

- Surrender now!

- Fuck!

- You cannot escape God.

- Your sins must be atoned for with blood.

You selfish, vile woman.

I can practically smell
your lack of faith!

- Stop!

What do you want from me?

- Peter?

- You must surrender.

- That is NOT God!

- Now that I've witnessed his thirst,

I see why he came to me.

- Peter, please, please.

- I've made sacrifices.

I thought perhaps I'd gone too far,

but now God is rewarding me
for the blood I gave him.

- What?

- What blood, Peter?

- I only spared him from a life of sin.

- I don't understand.

- God asked Abraham to sacrifice his son.

He asked the same of me.

- What happened?

- Zachary wasn't right.

- He was beautiful.

- You let evil take hold of him!

You, you kept the truth from me.

And you encouraged it!
- I loved him!

- Do you have any idea
how I felt when I saw him

dancing around his room
dressed as a girl?

- I knew you would hate him for it.

I had to protect him
from you.

- I saved him!

I made a sacrifice.

There was no good future

for him in this world, and now he's

free of it all.

- What happened, Peter? Tell me the truth.

- I set him free, Rebecca.

- What, did you, just string him up

And push him out of the attic?

- I swear to you, it was quick.

- I hate you!

- If Zachary had lived more of this life,

he would've known nothing
but sin and despair.

- You don't get to decide that.

- Rebecca, Zachary is
waiting for us in heaven.

Don't you want to be with him again?

Rebecca, talk to me.

- Peter...

I think I understand now.

The world would have torn him apart.

- I never intended to hurt you.

- I just, I just want to
be with my Zachary again.

- Praise God.

The Lord is revealing the truth to you.

- I would like to come out now.

I want you to hold me.

- Come.

- Let Him command you.
Rebecca, do you feel Him?

- Yes.

- Let Him speak to you.

Simply give yourself to Him

completely in blood as Miriam did.

Rebecca,

you look so beautiful in
the light of the Lord.

This is the woman I loved.

You!

- No! No!

- Rebecca. This is not God's plan

for us. Don't do this.

- You killed my son.

- Oh. No. No.

I saved him.

There can be no forgiveness

of sins without first the
shedding of blood.

- All this time you made me think it was

my fault!

- Just give yourself to him

and we can be a family again.

- You are out of your goddamn mind!

- You still deny him!

You still deny the Lord!

- No, I see. I see it all.

I see the truth.

- Rebecca, listen to me.

- No! I am done listening to you.

- But God is here!

- Go to your demon, Peter. Show yourself!

Show him what you are!

- Disgusting, unholy bitch from Hell!

- I am not afraid!

- Rebecca! Please!

Save me! Please help!

I need you!

Please!

I need you!