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Frater J.P.? Got a special
delivery here from a M. Therion.

But can you imagine an army

of true believers
hanging on your every word?

- I can.
- This work was intended

for the one true
Magus of this lodge.

Will that man
kindly step forward

and claim his mantle?

You and Alfred's workings

- are the least of my problems.
- They weren't

just workings, Jack.

- Where's Susan?
- She went to go see Alfred.

He turned himself in
so the others could go free.

I accept full responsibility
as Magus.

But you have another
responsibility now.

Are you...

- Aleister Crowley?
- Yes.

How can I help you?

He's in London.

There's no way you could have

been meeting with him.

He's been here the entire war.

This house, your company,

all came into existence

because you saw
what others couldn't.

Tell me what you want.

I want it all.

JPL site to
be spread over 20 acres

with four different
research sections...

eight testing pits,

a wind tunnel,

a supersonic lab,

thermojet lab,

two hydraulic presses
and everything else

we need to make us
completely self-sufficient.

It will be the most advanced

rocketry facility
the world has ever known.

Filled with the world's
top minds.

I assume all these candidates

have the proper clearance.

Uh-huh.

Well, I've seen enough.

I just hope the facility
lives up to its promise.

How soon can you
start construction?

Very soon.

Sir, very soon.

Is this a fucking joke?

There wouldn't even be

a JPL if it wasn't for him.

We owe him a chance
to get better.

You are a beast,

and a beast knows no bounds.

I'm yours.

Guess this is it.

- Yeah.
- I cannot believe you're leaving.

The Magus has always
been my guiding light,

so why would I stay?

The faith goes beyond him.

We have to reflect and rebuild.

Don't mind her.

Were up to me,
we'd be going, too.

Love is the law.

Love under will.

Don't answer that.

It's probably another reporter.

Or Mildred calling to harass us.

Sticks and stones, Mrs. Parsons.

Well, that's easy
for you to say.

You haven't been forced
from your home.

Do you know what
my landlord called me?

"A divorcée
of questionable morals."

Can you believe it?

We're surrounded by philistines.

Yes. Precisely.

You've reached
the fiery lake of sulfur.

How may I direct your call?

Patty?

Please don't hang up.

It's no one.
I'll handle it.

What do you want, Daddy?

Hasn't Alfred's appeal
already been submitted?

I want... I want to make sure
we've done everything we can.

Virgil called.

Did you talk to him?

He's worried for me.

He thinks you and Jack are
going to lose the house.

Why would he think that?

Are you?

Jack's had some trouble at work.

He won't tell me about it.

If we had to move,
where would we go?

I don't know.

Would you take me with you?

Maybe I'll ask Jack
when I see him.

Leave...

me...

alone!

You're not fucking real!

How do you know? Hmm?

Just because I'm
not here in body

doesn't mean I can't
be here in spirit.

There are two explanations.

Either you really are crazy,

or...

Or?

You ever heard
of astral travel? Hmm?

Yes, I know.
Sounds like hogwash,

being in two places at one time.

But I am the greatest magician
of the last 300 years.

If anybody could do it...
Yeah? Hmm?

You don't even look like this.

- Richard said you...
- Richard.

Your good friend Richard.

Always seems to have your back

except when he's sticking
a knife into it.

You're about to lose everything,

and right now
I may be the only ally you have.

Of course
they fucking approved it.

You're a salesman, Rich.

You learned from the best.

When did they say the first
round of funding comes in?

Look, I know they're not
my biggest fans right now,

but they'll come around.

Did you talk to Braxton
and Wallace?

Topic was broached.

What you're cooking
smells divine.

What's it called again?

- Enchiladas.
- Enchiladas.

Rich, what did they say?

I got them to agree

to consider letting you remain
a part of JPL.

But there are conditions.

You need to get
a psychiatric evaluation.

I told you so.

There isn't a choice.

You need to regain
peoples' trust.

- Including yours?
- I'm your friend.

- I'm worried for you.
- You're the reason this happened.

That's not fair. The truth

would've come to light
eventually.

It was a misunderstanding.

It was a delusion.

People need to know
that it was a momentary lapse

and not something
that points to a deeper problem.

It's the best I can do.

Either you take the
evaluation or...

Or what?

You get cut out of the project
for good.

Good evening.

What's so fucking good about it?

Jack!

Can I help you?

I have a telegram from
the United States Army.

I'm afraid your request for
an appeal has been denied

given your signed confession.

It was made under duress.

It doesn't matter.

Now that you've pled guilty,

you have to prove
your innocence.

So, where does that leave us?

Best we could hope for is
parole for good behavior.

How long until that?

Well, less than five years.
Ten, more likely,

given the nature of your crimes.

They'll want to make
an example out of you.

This is a witch hunt.

We should file another request.

To the Supreme Court,
if need be.

I'll give you two a moment

to discuss how
you'd like to proceed.

You're very quiet.

Feels like you're giving up.

I'm not.

But we're running out
of resources.

I love you.

I love you, too.

I don't know when I'll get
another chance to tell you.

Five to ten years
is a long time.

Lot can change.

You'll still have a home
when you get out.

And is that all I'll have?

Guard.

Mrs. Parsons and I...

are done.

How was Richard's?

The military's given JPL
final approval.

There's just one last hurdle.

That's great.

Sick again?

Doesn't stop.

Is there anything I can get you?

Mm.

Maybe some tea?

Okay.

Jack?

I've been thinking.

This baby...

feels like a sign.

Start of a new chapter.

For us, I mean.

Is this how you'd feel,
even if he wasn't in prison?

You're my husband.

I want us to be a family.

Do you think we can do that?

I think we can try.

We're here today to evaluate

the current state of
your mental condition.

To start, I'm going to

ask you a series of
true or false questions.

I wish I could be as happy
as others seem to be.

True.

I have periods of restlessness

when I cannot sit
long in a chair.

False.

I would describe
my childhood as happy.

True.

I have a good relationship
with my mother.

True.

I've never done anything
dangerous for the thrill of it.

True.

I would describe my marriage
as a success.

True.

Hmm. I would describe myself
as faithful

to my spouse.

True.

I have trouble keeping secrets
from my spouse.

I believe in you.

True.

Now, in court filings,

your mother listed adultery
and mental instability

as grounds for
divorcing your father.

Where did you get
that information?

Oh, these are public
records, Mr. Parsons.

Family history is a part
of a thorough evaluation.

Can you believe
this mollycot cunt?

Something the matter?

You betray me for these people,

and now they question
your sanity.

Did your father have trouble
separating fantasy

from reality?

I don't even know
why I'm still here,

you gutless pile of shit.

Leave me alone.

Excuse me?

Ooh, you've done it now.

I just don't like
talking about my father.

The only question you
really need to answer is

do you wish to be
a madman or a Magus?

Look,

I know the difference
between what's real

and what isn't.

How'd it go?

Um, it was fine.

I answered all their questions
exactly as they wanted.

I had an idea.

What if we started renting out
rooms at the Parsonage?

Sam and Angela are gone.
So is Joan.

Instead of just giving away
their rooms again,

we should make people pay for
the privilege of living there.

That way, no matter
what happens here,

we'll have a place to live.

With plenty of room
for all of us.

Patty, I'm gonna be a father.

So what?

So,

what happened
between us can't happen again.

I need to start
acting more responsibly.

Nothing you have came
because you acted responsibly.

Why start now?

Venga a nosotros Tu reino.

Hágase Tu voluntad
en la tierra Como en El cielo.

Danos hoy nuestro
pan de cada día.

Perdona nuestras ofensas,

Como también nosotros perdonamos

a los Que nos ofenden.

No nos dejes caer en tentación
y líbranos Del mal. Amén.

Amen.

Wish Matias could see us
together.

That's all he wanted.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

You can have it if you want it.

Sir?

My blessing.

I don't need it anymore.

It's not that I
don't appreciate it.

It's just that Marisol
and I have decided

we don't need to get married.

Is that right?

Well...

I just hope you can
hold onto her.

Lord knows, we couldn't.

Papá...

Do what thou wilt
shall be the whole of the law.

What is thy will?

It is my will
to eat and to drink.

To what end?

That I may fortify my body
and serve the Great Work.

Love is the law.

Love under will.

Love under will.

When in Rome...

Sorry I'm late.

What are you wearing?

With the baby coming,

I figured you wouldn't fit
in it much longer.

Why didn't you just ask?

I didn't realize I
needed your permission.

I thought we shared
everything in this house.

I'm sorry. I'm not feeling well.

Did something happen
between the two of you?

Oh, my God.

Susan...

Oh, get away from me.

How could you?

This is what we signed up for.

Love is the law.
Do what we will.

But not with her.

Anyone else but her.

You should ask yourself,

who do you truly serve?

I am unique and a conqueror.

I am not
of the slaves that perish.

I am unique and a conqueror.

I am not of the slaves...

You need to leave.

I was just pursuing my will.

Your will?

To sleep with my husband?

Doesn't Crowley encourage us
to live without labels?

They're not just labels.

We're family. We share
the same blood.

Now we share
something else, too.

God, what did he do to you?

Virgil broke you,

and now you've broken us.

You're with another man's child.

There wasn't much left to break.

The man you really love
is in prison.

And I have an idea
for how we can get him out.

Maybe it's time
to reconcile with Daddy.

They are
fighting to regain lost ground,

while the Germans fend them off,

trying to repair
their damaged borders...

I want to be listening

the moment those bastards
are defeated.

If it's bothering you,
I can listen upstairs.

No. No. I'm sorry.

I was thinking about Jack.

He hears the results of
his evaluation tomorrow.

I have no idea how
he's gonna react.

Feels like everything is on
such shaky ground these days.

It's the war.

The whole world has gone crazy.

Can I ask you something?

Mm-hmm.

When we were with your father,

and he gave me his blessing...

maybe it was just
my imagination,

and I-I don't mean
to beat a dead horse...

It wasn't just your imagination.

I guess I never
understood before,

but I'm starting to get it.

Get what?

Just be nice to know

that someone's gonna be there
for you, no matter what.

Come in.

I can't tell you how
good it is to see you.

You can thank Patty for that.

She insisted on it.

She's in the library.

But she wanted to talk
to Virgil alone.

It's okay, Mabel.

Here, let me show you
the garden.

Patty?

You look well.

You don't.

Well, it's been
a hard few years.

Why?

You won.

These are overrun
with horn worms.

If someone doesn't deal
with them,

they'll kill the whole plant.

How do you do it?

Go on pretending.

You couldn't
possibly understand.

I've lost both my children.

Maybe someday you'll know
what it is to be a mother.

The Magus is in prison.

Jack's career hangs
in the balance.

There must be
some satisfaction in that.

Uh, everything I have
done was to save you.

From what?

- These heathens?
- No.

From yourself.

I didn't need to be saved,
Daddy.

Susan said on the phone

that you were considering
coming home.

Truth is, it stopped being fun
around here.

Maybe there is such a thing
as too much freedom.

But there's something
you'll need to do

before I'll ever
step foot in that house.

Swear you'll never
touch me again.

It might bring you
some relief to know

that Dr. Grisby found you
of fundamentally sound mind.

He believes

that the delusion you suffered
was a result of...

Exhaustion psychosis.

You've been working too hard.

Exacerbated

by excessive narcotic
and alcohol consumption.

Which comes as no surprise
to all of us here.

The general

and I appreciate
all you've done,

and recognize that the next
phase in the rocketry program

was due in large part
to your efforts.

For that reason,

they have insisted that you
be offered some sort

of ongoing role,
against my recommendation...

Well, why didn't
you just say so?

As a fuel technician.

We could not

in good conscience

put you in any position
of authority.

Then who's gonna run JPL?

Mr. Onsted.

Who else?

You'd still be
inside the operation.

Of course you'd be happy.

- They crowned you king.
- You can't seriously expect

to be put into a position
where you could jeopardize

- the project again.
- Where's Patty?

- She went home, Mr. Parsons.
- What does she have to do with this?

- I need someone who's on my side.
- I'm on your side.

He's been trying to push you out

from the start.

I told you,

this was a mistake.

You're damn right.

I built this
entire scientific field.

- Mr. Parsons, please.
- I don't need to be part of JPL.

Last I checked,

I'm still president
of this company,

and we don't need them.

This was a devil's bargain.

We need to turn our focus
back to the stars

instead of building
their weapons of war.

You were a goddamn janitor
when we met.

You're gonna spit in my eye
and expect me not to blink?

I'm not gonna be lectured to
by a man

who molested by mother
at a fucking dinner party.

Jack.

Believe me, Richard,

it's only a matter of time
until these hypocrites

do the exact same thing to you.

How much, Jack?

How much do you want
for your share of the company?

I have done all I can to protect
you for as long as I can,

but you just don't know
how to quit.

Listen to your friend.

Because we won't do business
with you at the helm.

We'll pull all the orders.

And you'll be left
in charge of a company

with no future and no value.

Ladies and gentlemen,

the new aeon is upon us.

And it is necessary
that we defend freedom,

unless we all wish to be slaves.

Thank you.

Uh, I appreciate
the diligence, Detective,

but the situation's
been resolved.

My daughter and I
have begun to make amends.

Well, that's exactly why
I wanted to call you in.

Is something the matter?
Did something happen to her?

Well, we received
an anonymous package.

Weren't quite sure what
to make of it, but, um...

some new evidence
has come to light.

Well, did you finally get
something on Parsons?

But there's
something you'll need to do

before I'll ever step foot
in that house.

Swear you'll
never touch me again.

I've spent countless nights,

uh, begging
the Lord's forgiveness.

If you want me
to come back home,

you'll have to beg
for my forgiveness.

I'm sorry.

That's not good enough.

Get on your hands and knees.

- What is this?
- Do it,

or I'll never see or talk
to you again, so help me God.

I am sorry.

For all my trespasses.

I want you
to name them and repent.

I confess to having

- lustful thoughts.
- About?

Why are you making me do this?

- I need to hear you say it.
- Just stop it. That's...

Not just yet.

- About you.
- Uh...

I confess to touching you

inappropriately
in a moment of weakness.

It was more than once.

Well, I've seen
the error of my ways.

I swear, Patty. Come home.

It won't ever happen again.

What, you think this is
some kind of proof against me?

Well... she-she
tricked me into saying it.

It was a trap.

They're all delusional.

Uh, uh, Mabel,
just tell him it's all lies.

It was happening
under your own roof.

Surely, you must have known.

She didn't, because
it didn't happen.

All this time, you've been
crusading against these people.

D.A. Yates

is gonna hear
about this harassment.

Let's go, Mabel.

Come on, dear. Come on.

No.

I knew, but...

I didn't want to believe it.

Mrs. Byrne, I'm gonna need
a sworn statement.

Mrs. Byrne, please come with me.

Mr. Byrne, you're under arrest
for the rape of your daughter.

Thank you all for being
a part of JPL's first test launch.

Initiating countdown.

Ad astra...

Per aspera.

Pump is engaged, Dr. Onsted.

Seconds away. Over.

And five, four,

three, two, one.

Liftoff!

We're tracking now.

Ha-ha! It left the atmosphere!

D.A. Yates.

Sorry, I don't have
time for this.

I suggest you make it.

It's about my stepfather,
Virgil Byrne.

Have you seen
this morning's paper?

I filed those
charges personally.

They did leave
a key detail out...

that Virgil Byrne was one

of your biggest
campaign contributors.

And, in exchange, you used the power
of your office to do his bidding.

You have no proof of that.

This isn't a court of law.
This is the press.

I-I would think
even the merest suggestion

of a link between you
and a child rapist would sink

any ambitions you had
for higher office.

Are you threatening me?

Think of it as quid pro quo.

You have something I want.

Give it to me,
and the story ends here.

"Rooms for rent at 1003
Orange Grove Avenue.

"Only bohemians,
artists, musicians...

"and anarchists need apply.

"Freethinking and
the ability to pay rent

"are the only requirements.

Otherwise, do
what thou wilt."

What do you think?

Mother.

Please.

Come on.

Ruth was helping me
proofread a classified.

With everything that's happened,

it's time to get rid
of the freeloaders.

I hope that doesn't include me.

Once the carriage house
is rebuilt,

I'm sure you can move in there.

My sister is going
to need a lot of help

when your grandchild arrives.

She's a clever girl, this one.

Yes, she is.

Is anybody here?

Magus.

What the fuck is he doing here?

After a long time
in the wilderness,

I have returned.

To continue

the Great Work.

I know

I must regain everyone's trust.

How the hell'd you get out?

She is a miracle worker.

Wasn't just me.

Patty helped.

We need to celebrate

the Agape once again rising
from the ashes.

And celebrate

the new life

soon to be among us.

Love is the law.

Love under will.

I was willing to forget.

To be its father.

It can still have
your last name.

But that's all it'll have.

I'm freeing you
of your obligation.

This is your house.

I know.

Then maybe it's time.

To take what's yours.

I... have been waiting
for your call.

I have received your offering.

It required a sacrifice.

A rather large one.

It always does.

But now you are free

to pursue your own true path.

Just answer one question.

Is it really you
that I've been seeing?

Science would say
it is impossible.

What do you say?

I say you
must only ask yourself,

do you wish to be
a madman or a Magus?

Lee sobre esto aquí!

Los Nazis Se rinden
a las fuerzas aliadas!

Lee sobre esto aquí!

She's going to be here, right?

She's always been like the wind:

goes one way, then the other.

But don't lose faith.

Thought your family
wasn't coming.

I did, too.

You look nice.

- A bit overdressed.
- What are you doing here?

- You said...
- "Over my dead body." I know.

- I couldn't let you go through with this...
- You're gonna try and stop me?

Let me finish.

I couldn't let you
go through with this

and not be here to see it.

What about Dad?

Yeah, it's just as well.

These people have been
kind enough to accept me.

It's more than I can say
for the two of you.

I'm here, aren't I?

That's not all.

I brought...

your grandmother's ring.

Figured you might
as well have it,

since you seem intent on
going through with this.

Assuming she shows up.

I hear these people
are unreliable.

Okay, you are something else.
Please just sit down.

Then the priest replied

and said
unto the Queen of Space,

kissing her lovely brows,
and the dew

of her light
bathing his whole body

in a sweet-smelling

perfume of sweat,

"O...

"Nuit,

"continuous one

"of the heavens,

"let it be

ever thus."

I am the flame that burns

in every heart of man,

and the core of every star.

I am Life,

and the giver of Life,

therefore knowledge of me

is the knowledge of death.

Esta unión es la más seria,

porque Les unirá...

I will lift her

to the pinnacles of power.

I will breed from her

a child greater

than all the kings of the earth.

A new...

high priestess,

a new moon, and a new child.

All auspicious signs

for the coming age of Horus.

Tonight...

we recommit ourselves

to the faith...

in front of all those gathered.

What is this?

You are no longer our Magus.

Jack, what are you doing?

I'm claiming my mantle,

as Frater E.D. intended.

You fool. You fraud.

Crowley himself wills it,

as do the truly ascended

among us.
They know that

I will be a Magus for all,

- not just for one.
- Don't do this.

It's already done.

As my first official act,

we will proceed
directly to the workings.

But please don't forget
your cakes of light.

They have a new,
special ingredient.

I wanted to ensure
that tonight's mass

is one for the ages.

El cuerpo de Cristo.

El cuerpo de Cristo.

There's always Mexico.

We could start afresh.

If we leave, then he wins.

Good morning.

I'm here about the
ad for tenants.

I've heard a lot of things

about you, Mr.
Parsons. All bad.

Very bad.

Just my kind of thing.

Mm-hmm.

And you are?

Lafayette Ronald Hubbard.

But my friends call me Ron.