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This one's for you mama.

What in the name of God?

He's dead.

What kind of devil are you?

The grandson of Kwai Chang Kane walks out of the past.

But I want to fight.

So did your great -grandfather when he was your age.

He teaches his son wisdom at a Shaolin temple.

An evil force destroyed that temple. Father and son each believed the other

perished. Fifteen years later, they were reunited. Now Cain faced new

challenges.

And his son grew up.

Look, I'm not my father. I don't do kung fu. I'm a cop. That's who I am. That's

what I do.

I am King.

Cause of death?

You mean besides having a living Yahoo beaten out of him?

Massive coronary, I'd say.

They're not sure.

Ow! What is it?

Burned. The corpse burned me.

What?

Get out of here, Peter. Let me deal with it.

What the hell's going on, Nick? And get away from the corpse.

Brother Williams is suffering from some kind of dengue fever. It's a viral Asian

infection born by insects.

We don't believe it to be infectious, but... Would it make a human being go

berserk? Would it make them lash out with this kind of strength?

Very little is known about this virus.

So if Brother Williams was too weak to strangle a kitten, then maybe someone

else was in the room who beat Father Roble to death.

This is Peter Kane, one of my detectives.

Um, Detective, I understood a coronary to be the cause of death.

And I understand the corpses don't fight back.

That'll be enough, Detective.

Can we take a look at this room, please? Yeah.

I'll see you.

Is there no heat in this room?

It's like a meat locker in this room.

The furnace is acting up again.

Why would you keep a sick brother in a rectory basement?

Wouldn't he get better care in the hospital?

Father Petrovich is a registered physician.

Besides here, Brother Williams can also receive the spiritual care he needs.

Maybe you just don't want his condition known about outside this church.

That's enough, Peter.

He became ill during a recent mission to China.

Father Roble, may he rest in peace, arrived from Boston this morning to care

him. I thought Father Petrovich was the resident church physician.

Father Roble was a specialist in...

Spiritual counseling.

Who else was in the rectory when Roble died?

Several priests.

Some parishioners were at prayer.

I'm going to need the names of everybody who works or lives in the rectory,

Monsignor. Of course. We'll cooperate in every way we can.

But I assure you, no crime has been committed here.

Brother Williams has been in a state of delirium. These ravings are nonsense,

gibberish. They almost sound Chinese.

Maybe someone else was in the room.

There's someone that I would like to hear that.

I'm afraid that we're going to have to treat this investigation as a homicide.

Do you want me to clean up in here now, Monsignor?

No, Lawrence.

Not until the police are finished.

Do you still have any yard work to do?

Yes. Then finish that first, please.

Did Father Roble die in here?

I heard the yelling and it frightened me.

It frightened all of us, Lawrence.

Go now.

Everything's all right.

Who's that?

Lawrence works here part -time.

A good but troubled young man.

One of the many needful people in this parish who depend upon us here at St.

Bartholomew's. We're aware of the good work you do here, Monsignor.

Thank you.

Have you finished your investigation of the room?

Yes, we're finished.

Then let's, Brother Williams.

Have some peace.

Did you feel that? Yes, I felt that. It was like something... I don't mean to

sound dramatic, but it felt like something evil.

I want to talk to that helper.

Okay, you go ahead.

Are you a detective?

You ever kill anyone?

Only in self -defense.

Do you know all the people that come to this church, Lawrence?

Most of them.

Not everyone talks to me.

I heard the screaming.

There was nothing I could do.

It was darkness and then fragments of light. We turned over and over.

Jack and Jill went down the hill.

It was not my fault. I couldn't get them out.

He was just lying there, Father Roble, twisted up. The room's a mess. I'm going

to have to clean it up. It wasn't my fault.

Okay, okay. Take it easy.

Listen, if you think of anything that might help the police, I want you to

me at the precinct.

Day or night, they'll know where to find me. That's the number.

Okay?

You're doing a good job.

Are you here?

Oh, sorry to interrupt.

What are you doing?

An act of purification.

The city is full of random energy.

It must be dispelled.

I sense an urgency.

I'm confused.

And I'm... And frightened.

Yeah.

I haven't felt this way since I used to have those nightmares about dragons

under my bed.

At the temple?

I remember that.

What is it that fills you with fear now?

I've got a dead Catholic priest, a delirious witness, a Monsignor telling

me to mind my own business, and a corpse that burns with blisters.

Then what?

I want you to listen to something.

Sima?

Do you understand it?

It is an ancient dialect. I understand only fragments.

Well, some priest has tried to tell me that it's the raving of some sick

missionary. No holy man would speak with such venom and malice.

Well, then whose voice is it?

It speaks of a name.

Sun Wai.

Um...

legendary warrior who created unspeakable suffering

and harm.

What kind of harm?

What are you saying?

Where is this missionary?

Hey, Marlon.

My name is Lawrence.

Well, don't you think I know that after all this time?

I like to call you Marlon. You remember why?

No. The Wild One, that great biker movie.

That was a little before your time. Sadly, not before mine.

Hey, you see yourself like this sometimes?

Riding down the street, leader of the pack, wind in your hair.

Gals all wanting to get on that machine with you.

Me?

No, I don't think so.

Ah, come on.

Isn't there a rebel in there trying to get out?

Maybe there was once.

I don't remember. I get confused.

It seems like another time.

It's all right, son.

Hey, Tom, got a minute?

I gotta get back to work.

If that's your lunch, you know your sister's gonna be all over you. You

take care of yourself.

Hi, Helen.

Is that your lunch?

I have been looking all over for you.

We were supposed to meet for lunch, remember?

Marmalade Cafe?

I forgot.

I had the dreams again, all night.

Sometimes I think my head is so full it's going to burst like the daggers of

light. He said the darkness can turn into light, that it's a good thing.

Who said that?

The ancient. He walks with me through the churchyard. There's some trees that

need to be pruned in the front.

He's very wise.

You need someone like that to talk to.

A priest died this morning, and the police want me to help, but I can't.

nothing I can do. It's not my fault. It's not my fault. Of course.

It wasn't your fault, Lawrence. What happened to Mom and Dad was not your

Now, I've told you that.

You remember.

Look, we missed having lunch together.

How about dinner tonight?

Would you like that?

Mm -hmm.

Meet me at the institute after work, okay?

That's good.

I'll see you then, okay?

We're finished with this, David.

I've made an official request to the Archbishop that Williams be moved

immediately. He ordered the exorcism. He can deal with the consequences.

Monsignor, you have a sick person here.

Are you a doctor?

No, Mr. Kane is an apothecary in Chinatown.

Many of our Chinese parishioners speak highly of you.

I understand that you are also a Shaolin priest.

I appreciate your concern, Mr. Kane, but we have things under control now.

You do not understand.

There is great danger here.

For all of you. I think we can manage.

Well, I'd reconsider.

I just read a police profile on Father Robo. He's got quite an interesting

history of employment.

I'm sure the media will have a field day with a story about a bungled exorcism.

What do you want?

My father understands the dialect on the tape.

Your father?

That's right.

He wants to speak with Brother Williams.

Now.

You wait here.

The man inside that room is a potential witness to a murder. Yes.

You are afraid for me to be alone with him.

But this is something I must face.

Face what yourself?

I do not know.

But when you look into the darkness of a man's soul, it is a

solitary.

Fight!

What is it you desire?

Shaolin. I seek.

Is he going to be okay?

The injury is not merely physical.

What happened in there, Pop?

A shadow of evil passed over you.

Are you saying that this... What's this warrior's name?

Sung Wai.

Right, this Sung Wai. Are you saying that Sung Wai has possessed this

missionary? Couldn't he be schizophrenic and doesn't know he's suffering from

these violent eruptions?

He would not say that.

If you had been in that room.

I don't think that Blaisdell is going to accept crazed demonic spirit on my

report.

I gotta go back to the precinct and go over the statements. Are you gonna be

alright?

You are the one they call the ancient?

Can you think of anyone older in the community?

Please, come inside.

You know my brother, Lawrence Patterson.

Ah, yes, a fine young man.

Now, many emotions fighting each other.

I don't know what to say to him anymore, to comfort him.

Perhaps a new voice?

You find the trappings of our faith curious?

There is wisdom in all traditions.

Every ritual has its power.

Some, but not all.

Exorcism is an empty ritual, one that has no place in the modern church.

And yet it was prescribed by your superiors.

For some of our order cling to the notion that Demons exist in a literal

Is it so difficult to conceive that a disembodied spirit might wish

to remain in this realm?

Brother William's problem is psychiatric, not spiritual.

On his last mission to China, he abandoned his responsibilities,

lost his faith, and became totally obsessed with his interest in

Sometimes it is necessary to examine the past to perceive the future.

Brother Williams claimed he discovered the ruins of an ancient city destroyed

centuries ago.

I fear the cause of that destruction is with us now.

Lauren, my darling, is that you?

No.

No, it can't be. You're dead.

I watched you die.

No, darling.

I'm very much alive.

Come over here, my child.

It wasn't my fault.

It wasn't my fault. No.

Of course it wasn't. It was a wet rose, blinding light in your face.

Let me hold you, comfort you.

I've missed you so much.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

Don't ever leave me again.

I was hoping for some evidence, Nicky. Hard evidence, like fingers around

Robo's throat. Looks like the fingers were around his heart.

Lacerations and burns continued to appear on the corpse's body. Body

alternatively 50 degrees above and then below normal. What the hell am I looking

at? What is this supposed to be?

It's like nothing I've ever seen before.

Just give us the cause of death, Mickey. What stopped it all? No poison, no

injection. I can't find a needle puncture anywhere on the skin. No

bruise is bad enough.

It's like whatever killed him was inside him.

Monseigneur, come quickly.

It's Brother Williams.

He's dead.

Is there anything?

Is there anything at all?

It would point to homicide.

Unless you want to run the exorcist for clues.

Excuse me, Chief.

But it looks like we've got another dead priest on our hands.

You are Cain?

Yes. Ah, the ancient told me where to find you.

Ah.

You are Lawrence's sister.

How did you know that?

There is a resemblance.

Tell me of the... tragedy that gives him so much pain.

It was an automobile crash six years ago.

Lawrence was driving.

It was late at night.

It was raining very hard.

And suddenly this car pulled right out in front of him.

The windshield shattered.

Broken.

you know these things.

Anyway,

Mom and Dad were in the back seat.

They were killed instantly.

But it wasn't Lawrence's fault. I mean, he knows that. He repeats it to himself

all the time.

He's never forgiven him.

He was not always as he is now.

Oh, no.

No. Before the accident, he was an athlete, a math major,

studying economics.

Diamond sharp mind.

It is not his physical brain that is damaged.

His emotions.

I don't know.

Hey, Marlin, back so soon?

I thought they ran you ragged over at the church.

Lawrence, what do you think you're doing?

Hey, Lawrence, you're going to get yourself in a lot of trouble.

I'm all right.

He would not kill me.

I think I find you.

He was here.

Some boy in the body of Lawrence.

The demon senses our duty. The Shaolin spirit threatens.

very being.

If he inhabits another body and we are not there to help, Lawrence will die

also.

He must go.

When I have 10.

Baker 1 -9. Baker 1 -9.

Baker 1 -9.

Peter, I just got a report of an incident at Rolf's Motorcycle Center. A

matching the description of your suspect just tore up the place and escaped on a

stolen bike.

Where was he headed?

He was last seen moving down the stem toward Queen.

All right, I'm close.

I'm on my way.

Shane here, assistant to the ally of Flakemore and Smith. We need an

Lawrence?

Lawrence!

Lawrence, you all right? Lawrence. Hey, hey!

Fight this, Lawrence.

Let's take it easy now.

Why don't we go somewhere and talk about this?

Excuse me, sir, but we're closed for the day.

Oh, Lawrence.

Didn't know it was you.

My turn.

What's wrong, Lawrence? Not feeling too well?

Lawrence!

Lawrence?

What's wrong?

I will kill you.

What's the matter with you?

Don't move any further, Lawrence.

He will die.

Stay back.

No, Lawrence.

Dark power of Tsung Wai is great.

Yes, but it can be conquered.

I have looked into its darkness.

I am not sure I can embrace it. You must, Kwai Chung Kien.

But the risk is great.

The loss... Yes, I know.

The loss of my own soul.

Lawrence, I think Wyatt was here.

Yes.

Are you all right?

I am fine.

But I sense you have also confronted the demon.

There's no question in my mind now.

What do we do?

Lawrence's sister is in danger.

I know where she works.

Okay, I'll go around back to see if there's another way in.

I'll call for backup. Stay here.

Peter.

Lawrence,

don't you know me?

It's your sister. I love you.

You won't hurt me.

Lawrence, you can't hurt me.

Oh, Charlene.

And your son.

Is that your lunch?

Of course it wasn't your fault, Lawrence.

What happened to Mom and Dad was not your fault.

Darkness of light.

Banished in the darkness.

Pain.

Death.

Help me, Helen.

Please help me.

I told you to wait for backup.

Do not fire.

Peter, put it away.

This girl must go to the hospital now.

I'm not leaving without you.

Go.

Do as I tell you.

This matter is entirely between myself and some boy.

Do you hear me?

Demon, may they leave.

Me.

You.

You hide in another's body.

Faith me.

Or are you too weak?

Can you only feed off the energy of others?

You have no shape.

No form.

No substance.

You are smoke and fire.

You do not exist.

Son, why?

Gone.

Thank you for coming. No, not at all.

I regret now we weren't more cooperative, perhaps if we had been. The

God and man must find a way to work together, Monsignor.

Yeah.

It was a beautiful ceremony.

Yeah.

You saved my life.

I know that.

I want to thank you both.

I really can't remember much of what happened.

Pain.

Fragments of light.

No.

No, I'm confusing things again. I keep going back to the accident.

Hey, if you understand that, you're making progress.

He's going to be the old Lawrence again very soon.

That is possible, isn't it?

Anything is possible.

If you can't perceive the way.

You were going to arrest me for stealing that motorcycle.

Ah.

We went on a joyride bikes back in the shop.

Keep your nose clean.

Thank you again.

Goodbye.

Will he ever really be the man that he was?

None of us will ever be the man we were.

We can only be what we will become.

But facing evil, real evil, like nothing I've ever experienced before.

How do we do?

This time, we won't.

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