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In the year of our Lord, 1349,

the black death had already decimated

more than half of Europe.

It was both a devote and superstitious time

and the people believed that God was visiting

the plague upon them to expiate their sins.

- Father Thomas, in the name of God!

- God?

Whose God?

God has forsaken us.

- That is blasphemy.

There was great turbulence within the church.

The fallen angel, Lucifer, seized this opportunity.

He chose a leader who would recruit a great following

and administer his prime evil throughout the world.

- We have pledged ourselves to the only real God.

The only true force.

Our lord god, Satan!

- I will excommunicate you for this blasphemy!

- I have given you fair warning.

Join us now or die.

- Never!

- Then die.

I commend him to thee, oh Satan.

Thus we seal up our bargain.

Who will be next?

Join us now and live forever

or die for nothing.

You'll burn in hell, Brother Seaton.

- Father Daniel!

- I've got to see the bishop.

I've got to see the bishop.

- Father.

- They're back.

- What's the matter?

- God help us.

- Father Fallen.

George, come quick!

- In the name of our lord, god Satan,

the ruler of the world,

I hereby command the forces of darkness

to bestow their infernal powers upon me.

Is she pure?

- Yes.

I swear it in the name of Satan.

Is she your child?

- Yes.

Swear it in the name of Satan!

- She is my daughter.

I swear it in the name of Satan.

Know this to be true.

With a sacrifice of your child

you will be granted 13 years under the protection

of our lord god, Satan.

For 13 years you will have power.

For 13 years you will want for nothing.

For 13 years you will not grow older.

13 years from this day,

you will once again prove your devotion

to our lord god, Satan,

with another sacrifice of a blood relation.

You know what must be done.

- I do.

- Then seal your pact with Satan.

- Daddy, no!

- Ben?

Where the hell are you?

Look Ben, I don't have all--

- You goddamn jerk!

- I was working on the boilers.

- Here's the list.

Remember,

if you have to take anyone out,

it's got to look like an accident.

What's the matter?

You want me to read it for you?

- I can read.

- Look, you better get moving.

There isn't all that much time.

We don't want to disappoint Thomas, do we?

- Get out.

- Alex is waiting.

I've gotta go.

I'll see you later, okay?

- Yeah, I'll be waiting.

- I'm not sure I deserve you.

- I'm not sure you deserve me either.

- You really are gonna wait for me?

Bye.

- I love you too, honey.

I gotta go,

Okay, bye bye.

- Well, don't you look like the cat

that just swallowed the little yellow bird.

- Oh, Alex, I'm in love.

- That mean you guys are serious?

- If you call love serious.

- Do you know it was one month, today,

since you first walked into this shelter?

And one month since you haven't taken any drugs

or did any tricks for Leon.

Does he ever try to get you back?

- Yeah, I see him on the street sometimes.

He acts like he never even knew me.

- That's because he didn't.

- You know Leon.

He's gotta be cool.

- I have a job for you.

Now don't get excited, but it's on Wall Street.

- Wall Street?

- It's a paralegal position.

You'll be making about $23.05.

- Oh my god, do you think I could get it?

- They saw your resume and they seemed really impressed.

- A paralegal on Wall Street?

I don't know.

- Cathy, you're a college graduate.

You've got credits in criminal law

and I don't suppose Leon knew that, did he?

- I'm glad he didn't.

- The job interview is tomorrow at two o'clock.

I'll write down the address.

Then there's a problem with your probation officer,

but I spoke to her this morning.

- Oh shit.

- Everything's fine.

She's really happy with what you've done with yourself.

She's really proud of you.

- You should be proud of me.

- I am.

- Come on, I want you to meet Sam.

Sam, this is my dear friend, Alex.

Nice to meet you.

Sam here.

- So, you're the one that's stealing Cathy away.

- I'm gonna give it a shot.

- Well, I'm not exactly resisting.

- Nice to meet you.

Cathy, good luck.

And you guys behave yourself.

- I can not believe there are so many health freaks.

With all eight new members today,

I've never worked so hard in my life, I swear.

- What do you call this?

- This I call relaxing.

What do you think, Alex?

Are my tits in shape or what?

- You look great.

- Oh God, I met this guy last night.

The way he looked at me, I could tell.

Definitely a breast man.

His eyes went straight to boob level.

It's a good thing too.

If he were a leg man, I'd be doomed.

I'm cellulite from the waist down.

Anyway, I'm seeing him again tonight.

I'm optimistic, so I picked up some of those

multicolored condoms at the Korean Deli on my lunch break.

They came with the pickled ginger

to the right of the broccoli at the salad bar.

God, Alex, there's nothing like one-stop shopping.

Anyway, I'm buying the wine.

I'm buying the dinner.

I already got the Korean condoms.

God.

I swear,

men are so confused these days.

Girl has to do everything herself.

You know, I could be wrong, Alex.

I think Norman may be Mister Right.

- Norman?

Brett, I don't know how many Mister Rights

you've told me about this month.

- Big deal.

So I'm experimenting.

How about you?

You been going with Bill.

- We just started going out.

- Yeah, three months ago.

You never talk about him.

- What is there to talk about?

- What do you think?

Isn't it too sexy?

Or too trendy?

- You look great, Brett.

Look, I gotta go. I'm really late.

- Oh no, wait a minute.

Now come on, just tell me.

How is that old Bill?

- What do you mean, how is he?

- You know, how is he in bed?

- Is that all you ever think about?

- No.

Yeah.

Well, no.

Oh come on, you never talk about it.

- Maybe I'm not obsessed with is, okay?

- Oh, maybe you're afraid of it.

- What are you, my analyst?

- No, as a matter of fact, I happen to be your friend

and I'd just like to see you happy.

- Maybe I don't think happiness

is jumping in and out of bed with people.

- Thank you very much, Alex.

Maybe I am just a bit extreme,

but you're extreme too.

The other extreme.

Don't you wanna get poked?

- You wanted to see me, Sister Angela?

- Bishop McCabe, I know what happened to Father Daniel.

- It was sad, but expected.

He had a massive coronary.

- No.

They killed him.

You're holding their talisman in your hand.

- Sister Angela,

how much do you know about this?

- When I was a child, we traveled a lot.

My father had business in many countries.

My mother was always so strange.

Towards the end of her life we lived in Egypt

and it was there that she met those people.

She became devoted to them.

And one night, I was taken to a great hall.

I was barely conscious.

When I woke, I was chained to a cross.

Father came and rescued me

and mother died a few weeks later.

That whole night is very blurry,

except for one thing.

That.

That face

was on the monster that they used.

They used me.

Mother let them use me.

I went away to school.

There was evil in the world,

so I joined the convent.

- You poor child.

I'm afraid it's worse than you think.

Hundreds of years ago,

thousands perhaps,

a sect, a cult was developed,

which worshiped a pre-Christian horn to God.

They were dedicated to destruction, damnation

and the weakness of the flesh.

Some are thought to have eternal life

granted to them by Satan.

I believe they've returned.

Your mother probably tried to become one of them.

As for poor Father Daniels.

He must have discovered their corrupt lair.

- What can be done?

- They must be destroyed.

I've been in touch with the archbishop

and some plans have been made.

- Please, Bishop, let me help.

- It will be extremely dangerous.

We need someone from the church to infiltrate their cult.

- My life was saved.

Saved for this.

Please, Bishop, let me go to them.

- They're extremely powerful.

I don't think we can take the risk.

- Please, bishop.

- It must be done quickly.

At the winter solstice

they are in their most vulnerable state.

- How will I find them???

- They will find you.

I can arrange that.

They will find ironic pleasure

in accepting a disgraced nun.

But you mustn't be fooled.

They will be masquerading as priests, nuns and bishops.

Their hearsay knows no bounds.

I'll arrange for you to leave the convent.

You'll be given some instruction.

And it will be known that you've renounced your VOWS.

- Yes, bishop.

- And may God be with you.

- Listen.

Did you hear something?

Probably the old lady's cat.

Don't worry about it.

- No.

No, I heard something.

- Hell, I'll go check it out.

Shit!

- No!

Help!

Open up!

No!

No!

- Too much to drink, huh?

- Yeah.

- Have fun, buddy.

- So what do you but a man who's 84 years old

and you haven't seen in 13 years?

- Geritol.

- Oh, you're some help.

I assume you've had other girlfriends besides me, right?

And?

- And am I different?

- The others don't compare to you,

if that's what you mean.

- No, that's not what I meant.

- Hey, Alex, what's wrong?

Tell me.

- We've been going out for three months now, right?

Don't you think it's a little strange

that I won't let you sleep with me?

- I'm still hoping.

- I think I owe you an explanation.

My father really loved me.

At least, that's that I thought.

He was really sick.

I was just six years old.

And he sold me.

Maybe it was just for kicks.

They took pictures of me.

Oh god.

- Don't go on, Alex.

- No, I have to.

And then, they were taking pictures of me.

They undressed me.

There was a little boy.

And they put us together

and they made us touch each other.

It was like it went on for months.

And father said that I couldn't tell anybody

because they wouldn't understand

and they'd lock me up.

Grandfather came to the house one day

and said father wasn't coming back.

It was like a vanished off the face of the earth.

- After he was gone,

didn't you tell anybody what he did to you?

That he abused you?

- No, the only one that knew was grandfather.

And now you.

- Sister Angela.

- Yes.

- You're much prettier than your picture.

Come.

We've been expecting you.

- Can I help you?

- I'm Detective Dann Carr.

Homicide.

- Homicide?

- Yes, I understand you have a young lady that works here

by the name of Cathy Burnham.

I'd like to talk to her.

- Well, she doesn't exactly work here.

- Typical police efficiency.

- What does Cathy got to do with homicide?

- That's what we're trying to find out.

Her boyfriend, Sam Phelan,

was murdered last night in her apartment.

- Are you sure?

I just saw him yesterday.

- Well he's not breathing.

He wouldn't talk to me.

My guess is he's dead.

- My god.

- He was slaughtered and she's missing.

We'd like to have a word with her.

Do you know where she is?

- Yes, of course.

She had an interview at two o'clock this afternoon.

It's 1:30 now, maybe I can catch her.

Do you have the address?

- Yes, of course.

Look, she'd never miss this interview.

It means everything to her.

- Let's hope she shows.

- Aren't you cutting it a little close?

Your time is running out.

Are you sure you can't deliver her blood relative?

I delivered one 13 years ago, didn't I?

- You did.

But he wasn't exactly what we had in mind.

This time, we expect you to deliver a woman.

A young woman.

Innocent woman.

- Where?

And Alexandra is going to be perfect.

As far as my son is concerned, he deserved to die.

He abused my granddaughter.

- Remember,

you get extra points if she's a virgin.

- She's been terrified of men

every since that dumb son-of-a-bitch fucked with her head.

God works in strange ways, doesn't he?

- You're being very flippant for a man

about to sacrifice his granddaughter.

Remember, your life won't be worth much

if you screw up this ceremony.

- You're talking to me like I'm a beginner.

I've got the victim and I'll deliver her.

I assure you, nothing will go wrong.

- Dear George,

you're a miserable, selfish old man.

And I think for you own protection, dear George,

I better keep an eye on this deal myself.

- Why are you so good to me?

- Look, George,

I don't give a damn about you.

But Lucifer hates losing anyone from his family.

That reflects on me

and this I won't stand for.

- Did you see this?

Nun accused of devil worship was excommunicated.

- I know about it already.

We've made contact.

- Hello?

Alex?

Detective Carr.

Cathy never showed for her appointment.

- Oh my god, somethings happened.

We put out an APB.

She's officially missing.

- Dann, she's a good girl.

Call me if you hear anything, please.

I will.

- Thanks.

- That's fine, Mrs. Quinto.

Thanks.

- Not now, George.

I have a splitting headache.

- Okay.

When?

- Can't you wait until after the ceremony?

- No I can't.

I waited for you after the last sacrifice,

but you disappeared.

When off to have coffee with Thomas, I presume.

- Something like that.

- Eventually, my dear Alison,

I intend to have as much power as Thomas.

Not this year, maybe not the next,

maybe not in this century,

but one day, as Satan as my witness,

I will replace Thomas as the leader.

- Are you crazy?

Talking like that can be very dangerous,

especially before your ceremony.

- I'm not afraid.

I've devoted my life to power, to control.

One day I will rule all men.

I will rule eternity.

- Well, here I always thought you had a damaged ego.

- It's dangerous for you to come here.

These monsters are capable of anything.

- I'm sure I wasn't followed.

Bishop, they want me to join them

and I'm sure I'll have to take some kind of vows.

Will God understand?

- Don't be frightened, my child.

In your heart you will pray to God,

you'll be safe.

- No harm will be done to you, Cathy.

You're quite safe.

- Where am I?

- You are with me

if you will trust me.

If you will hold nothing back from me.

Come to me, my Cathy.

If you let me protect you,

I will give you love like you've never known before.

Look deeply into my eyes

and you will know who I am.

You will become a part of me

and the great darkness will become a part of you.

Do you believe me, my Cathy?

Then come to me, Cathy.

In my mouth.

- Please, mom, they're expecting us

and grandad wants us to be there.

- You can go without me.

- I'm not going without you.

I'm bringing Bill and I'm bringing you.

- Alex, you know how I feel about those people.

I was never comfortable around your father's family.

I think they're...

- They're what?

- Evil.

- Evil?

Oh for Christ's sakes, mom.

I mean, they're a little weird, but evil?

How can you say that?

- Easily.

- Grandad has always been kind to us.

I mean, I know he's always been away,

but he's always sending presents and those letters.

Come on, mom, he needs us.

- Us is not exactly what George needs.

- We haven't seen the Parkmans since I was a little girl.

Come on.

- I can't put my finger on it.

Maybe evil is too strong a word,

but they have always made my skin crawl.

- Oh please, mom.

Please, please, please.

- All right.

Having fun, you two?

- Fantastic.

- This is Father Thomas Seaton,

an old family friend.

Frances, my daughter-in-law,

Alexandra, my granddaughter.

Bill King, her fiance.

And Alison Deveraux, an old friend.

- Father.

- How wonderful.

Tell me, Alexandra,

do you know the evil history of the Parkman family?

- No I don't.

- John Parkman the pirate, beheaded by Charles the 1st.

Come, let me tell you all about it.

- What kind of a priest is that?

- Very modern.

Has Alexandra spoken to you yet a

about coming here to live with me?

- She hasn't said a thing.

- I spoke to her when you first arrived.

I think she would be very happy here with me.

- She's happy where she is.

- So she said, Frances.

But I've got this whole, big empty house.

To tell you the truth,

I'm lonely.

- Poor thing.

- You know I've always adored that child.

I think it would be good for her to live here.

God knows she wouldn't want for anything.

I've never been exactly poor.

But after these last few year abroad,

I've returned a very wealthy man.

- Congratulations.

- So, what do you think?

- About Alex coming to live with you?

I'm totally opposed to it.

I don't like you.

I don't like any of the Parkman's.

I never did.

- You married a Parkman, my dear.

- Yes and lived to regret it, my dear.

Look, Alex is a grown woman.

I can't tell her where to live,

but I can sure as hell try to stop her.

- But it will be her decision.

- Yes.

And she'll move in with you over my dead body.

- Alexandra tells me you're a professor.

- Huh?

Associate professor.

Renaissance history.

- Ah, fascinating period.

Hot days, the mad blood stirring.

Particularly in the church.

- You clergy must have had your hands full

with Lutheran and the reformation.

- Some of us had our hands full, yes.

- I imagine you study that period a lot, huh?

- Oh yes.

In great detail.

One can become quite immersed in it.

Feel as if he's almost there.

Sometimes I think it's still with us.

I may not go that far.

- No, I'm sure you wouldn't.

- I don't believe I told you all that.

I should've gone on about myself so much.

I'm sorry.

- Sweetheart, come to me when you need a friend.

Someone to talk to.

I would always be here for you.

Give me your hand.

Do you trust me, Alexandra?

- Yes.

- You need strength from a man.

You need real love.

A man's love.

Do you love Bill?

- I think so.

- He's so young.

I think maybe he's not enough for you, my Alex.

- We're getting married.

- Alex, there's more to love than marriage.

You must lose yourself.

Your body must become like air.

Free.

You must be possessed by passion.

Do you understand me, Alexandra?

Your eyes tell me how you feel.

You are so beautiful.

So fragile.

So vulnerable.

I will be your protector.

Your champion.

Look deeply into my eyes.

You touch my very heart.

My very soul.

- You're making a fool out of yourself and me.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

- Come on, you and that priest.

Why didn't you just go upstairs and screw him, huh?

- What an incredibly attractive man?

- Who?

- Father Thomas Seaton.

Too bad he's a priest.

I might come out of retirement for him.

Ugh, I'm exhausted.

Your grandfather wiped me out.

He's in good form.

- Did you see his eyes, mom?

He had the most incredible eyes.

I could hardly look away.

- Ugh.

Let's talk in the morning, dear.

Those Parkman's make your old mother feel ancient

and tired.

- All right, mom.

Good night.

Don't drink too much.

Hello?

Hi, Alex.

I think we should talk.

- Oh, hi Bill.

I'm sorry you're still upset.

Upset?

How about bewildered?

- Look, I'm sorry what happened.

But we were only talking.

Talking?

Ha. Ha.

- He's a priest for Christ's sakes.

Alex, tell me.

Do you still love me?

- Yes, I still love you.

No! No!

- Can you believe he's 84 years old?

Must be the Parkman genes.

- No! No!

No!

Alex!

Alex, help me!

Alex!

- Jealous now?

I don't know who she was.

- Help!

Help!

Help! Alex!

Help me!

- Let me talk to mom about it.

All right, I'll talk to her now.

That's better.

- All right, already.

I think the sooner the better.

- Okay, honey.

I love you, Alex.

- Me too.

Bye.

Lunatic.

Oh mom, you're still up.

I was talking to Bill and he wanted...

Mom?

Mom?

Mom?

Mom?!

Mom!

- Why have you betrayed your church?

Where does all that rage come from?

- The church is a lie

and I could no longer live with that lie.

- What is that lie?

- The church is supposed to care about people.

All they care about is power and money.

I was a fool to believe in them.

A fool to take my vows.

The church is corrupt

and it's always been that way,

right down through history.

- Do you know we were once part of that church?

We were a medieval order which broke away in the 1300s,

during the plague.

Since then we have been renegades.

But we've always operated from a church.

The devil's powers are stronger on consecrated ground.

Satan himself is a fallen angel.

Like the church, we too are concerned about power and money,

but we don't deny it.

We aren't hypocrites.

Sister Angela, no matter how much power and gold

that church hierarchy has, they eventually die.

We don't.

Our kingdom isn't in some afterlife.

It's right here on Earth.

- There were rumors about you and your people

when I was in the convent.

- There have always been rumors.

They've made some feeble attempts to put us out of business,

but they always fail.

You see,

without us, they cannot exist.

Sister Angela,

five years ago you made your vows to God.

Are you ready to renounce them now?

- Yes.

- Are you prepared to make your vows to our church?

- There's nothing I want more.

- Unlike the church,

our vows are irrevocable.

Once taken, should you ever break these vows,

your fate will be swift and terrible.

I understand.

- You may stand, Sister Angela.

Sister Angela Spencer,

you're about to become a sister of our lord god, Satan.

Denounce your former god.

Welcome, Sister Angela Spencer.

That was very messy and very awkward.

- You know Thomas has very little control over the details.

- Well that doesn't help me.

The police aren't convinced it was an accident.

They've been questioning me and Alexandra.

- How could it be anything else?

She was obviously drinking and chocked on her own vomit.

What do the cops want?

There was no sign of forced entry, so what's the problem?

- I don't know!

Next time, get Thomas to have a chat with you know who.

- Sure.

I'll have him make a phone call.

George, you're an old fool.

I think you better join the bereaved daughter.

And remember, we didn't go through all this trouble

so that she could get marred and live happily ever after.

- It was a beautiful ceremony.

I just wished you had done the service.

I think mother would've liked that.

- You know how it is.

Politics. The diocese.

Are you all right?

- Yeah, I just miss her so much.

I don't know why this happened.

- It's God's will.

We just have to accept it.

Moving in with your grandfather was the right idea.

- Alex, why didn't you tell me?

- Now is not the time to be alone.

You'll be with people who love you.

It would be the best thing for you.

Especially with Christmas coming.

- I suppose you're right.

- Of course he's right.

Father Thomas is always right.

Bill, I wonder if you could help me.

There are some problems with the arrangements.

I could use you moral support.

- If you insist.

I'll see you back at the cars?

- I missed you, my Alex.

You are very good to me.

I can feel your pain as if it were my own.

There is something that I have to talk to you about.

But not here, not now.

- There's something I have to talk to you about too, Father.

Something I don't understand.

- I know what you want to know.

- You really think it's a good idea to move in with him?

I thought you didn't trust the Parkman's.

- My mother didn't trust them.

- Your mother seemed pretty rational, Alex.

How come she didn't trust them?

- She thought they were evil.

- That's a pretty heavy thing to say.

She must've really believed it.

- Yeah, she believed it.

- And you don't.

- Of course not.

- As for that so-called priest, Seaton.

Is that is his name?

He should be a Parkman

if that's what it really means to be evil.

- And what the hell is that supposed to mean?

- Oh Alex, come on.

He doesn't exactly act like a man of God.

Every time I see you two together,

he's got his hands all over you.

- I don't think you know what you're talking about.

And I'm sick and tired of you putting him down.

He cares about me

and he understands what I'm going through,

which is apparently a lot more than I can say about you.

- The man is not of man.

This is very dangerous for you.

If you stop now, no one will blame you.

- I can't stop now.

There is going to be a ceremony on December 21st,

just as you said.

Something about the Earth forces shifting

and Satan becoming more accessible.

At midnight of December 21st,

they're going to sacrifice a young girl.

I need to know from you how I can save her.

- There is a way.

It will take all your courage.

If you fail, the consequences could be devastating.

- You got any dope?

- Are you kidding?

- I do.

- Man.

I'm having the works.

- Me too.

- Are they clean?

- Brand new.

- That's not smack.

What is that, man?

- It's better than smack.

It's new.

I just did some myself.

I'm really fucked.

You're gonna love it.

- I don't know.

What do you want from me, man?

I don't have any money.

I don't even have a place to stay.

- I don't want anything from you.

I just wanna turn you on, that's all.

Maybe I made a mistake.

- No, wait.

I'll try it.

I'll try it.

No, I got this thing about needles.

I gotta do it myself.

You're safe, Tina.

No harm will come to you.

- I'm thirsty.

Wow, what a hangover.

Must've been some night.

I see we played some games.

Where the hell am I?

- You are with me.

- Okay, what's the gag?

- If you will trust me,

if you will hold nothing back from me,

if you will let me protect you,

I will give you love as you've never known before.

You will become a part of me.

And a great darkness will become a part of you.

- Hey, what's the deal?

What is this? A psycho drama?

- You will attend her who is the ultimate sacrifice.

- Now we're getting somewhere.

Sacrifice, that's something I understand.

- Take care.

Look deeply into my eyes

and sink into a twilight world.

You will sleep and do as I say.

- What kind of shit is this?

- You will sleep.

- Hey, mac, you're hurting me!

- You will do as I say!

- You're nuts!

What's the matter?

Didn't she like you?

- Don't you dare speak to me like that.

Get her out of here.

Suppose I don't feel like it.

- You forget what I can do?

I can send you back.

Have you forgotten where you were

before we rescued you?

- In the hospital.

I was sick.

- Sick?

You were in a fucking padded cell

in the psych ward at Bellevue for killing three people,

including your mother.

You're not one of us.

You're just a hired hand.

You will never be one of us.

- You said I could be immortal.

- 1 lied.

Now, don't be a complete asshole

and put that down.

Okay, Ben?

- It's okay, just a dream.

- Oh God.

It was such a bad dream.

There's this man, I swear I know him.

- Tell me what was in that dream.

- It was really dark

and I was tied to this cross.

I can't remember any more.

I'm okay.

You go back to bed, okay Mrs. Quinto?

- Call me Maria.

I get you something to drink.

- No, you don't have to bother.

- No, it's no bother.

Guess who.

- Hello, Bill.

Still mad?

- No, I'm not still mad.

Yes you are.

- All right, I'm still mad.

We need to talk.

Can you meet me?

- No I can't meet you, I have a meeting.

It's important, Alex.

Don't you think?

- Can't it wait for the weekend?

No, the weekend could be too late.

- All right.

Plaza at three.

Fine, don't be late.

- Bye.

- Let's talk.

- Can't we go inside? I'm freezing.

- No, I gotta make a point.

Listen. I got a plan.

Do you like this cold weather?

- No, why?

- Saint Croix.

- What?

- Let's go tot Saint Croix for Christmas.

- I'd love to, but I couldn't.

- Why not?

- I can't leave grandpa at Christmas.

- Why?

Isn't he old enough to take care of himself?

Or is it something else?

It's that Seaton guy, isn't it?

You can't stand to be away from him.

- For Christ's sake, I don't want to argue about it.

I'm going back to work.

- Alex, wait, I'm sorry.

I'm jealous.

I don't enjoy watching other men touch you

when you barely let me.

- Don't.

- I've been very patient. But it's not easy.

- This is Judy.

Judy has no last name.

Sit up like a lady.

I picked her up in front of port authority.

She was turning tricks

and she's underage.

- Big fucking deal, ain't it?

- I should arrest her for hooking.

- Well do whatever the fuck you want, man.

Don't do me any favors.

- But first I thought I would do her a favor,

so I brought her here.

- Any news about Cathy?

None.

- So where do you live, Judy?

- World Hotel.

- Wonderful.

- Hey, I don't need any value judgments.

I pay my own rent.

I did until this morning.

- So where were you this morning?

- I had a little dispute with the front desk.

Her pimp was arrested for murder.

We got him down town in the holding tank now.

- Sorry, I can't.

The shelter's full.

- Sounds cozy.

- Okay, Snow White, I tried.

Let's go.

The dwarfs are waiting in the precinct.

- Wait a minute.

Okay, okay, I'll take her.

If you lock her up now,

you might as well throw away the key.

- Oh, a death wish.

Well, it's your funeral.

- Mrs. Quinto, this is Judy.

She'll be staying with us for a few days.

Yeah, I know.

Mr. Parkman phoned and told me.

This is very generous of grandad.

Hello, Judy.

Can I get you something?

- Yeah.

Got any vodka?

- I don't think you need any vodka.

- I don't need any of your shit.

No vodka?

What about a beer?

- I guess a beer would be okay.

Actually, Mrs. Quinto, I'll have one too.

- What are you, my fucking jailer?

I could walk out that door right now and get some.

- And what would you buy it with?

- I don't have to buy it.

Someone always buys it for me.

- Look, you're lucky to be here.

That cop was going to throw you in jail.

Give me a break.

- Where would you get a beer in jail?

- Oh, I'm supposed to be grateful?

Well nobody asked you for nothing,

so I don't know why you bother.

- Sometimes I wonder.

Sounds like this cop has the hots for you, Alex.

- Is that all you can think about, Brett?

- Give me a break.

I'm only doing this to cheer you up.

You're so depressed.

- I'm sorry.

I just had a lot on my mind lately.

- What?

- I said I'm sorry.

I've had a lot on my mind lately.

- All right.

You know, I went out with this cop once.

God, Brian.

I swear, he was a sexual psychopath.

If you asked me, he was in love with his night stick.

- Oh God.

You know, I do feel better.

Kinda have that affect on me, Brett.

You sure you don't wanna go for a drink after?

- I can't. I gotta lose five pounds.

I've got a bodacious butt by tomorrow.

I get to meet Norman's parents.

God, I think he's getting real serious

and I'm just not so sure anymore that he's Mr. Right.

Just come for a drink. Just one little one.

- Alex, I can not.

After the club closes I'll be here all by myself swimming.

Do you wanna come?

I gotta continue the never ending battle against cellulite.

You know what I mean?

Oh God.

Hello?

Somebody there?

Hello?

Hello?

Excuse me, can I help you?

You looking for somebody in particular?

I think everybody's already gone home.

Look, do you mind going some place else?

Cause you're making am trifle nervous.

I think I'll get out now,

if that's okay.

I don't have to ask you if that's okay.

Of course it's okay.

Okay, I'm gonna go to the locker room.

My friends are in there.

Actually, they're waiting for me in the locker room.

Right now.

I'm going there right now.

- You are really asking for it, you moron!

Don't you ever touch them again!

- Don't. No.

Stop it.

We're supposed to play this?

Don't, don't, don't.

Stop.

Stop. Stop.

- Bill.

Bill.

Bill!

I'm sorry.

- This is getting ridiculous.

I feel like a teenager.

- Don't be mad.

- I'm not mad.

I'm gonna have to give up.

- Did you hear that?

- It's probably the old man.

- No, he's not supposed to be home until later.

Probably nothing.

Oh Bill, don't be mad.

- Hey no, it's okay.

Really, I'm not mad.

Remember that charm, the talisman you showed me?

Do you still have it?

- Talk about changing the subject.

Yeah, why?

- I did a little more research.

I found an exact copy of it in Montague Summers.

It's authentic.

The real artifact.

It's ancient. Two, three thousand years old.

- No kidding.

My mother had it on her body when she died.

Mrs. Quinto had it in her hand.

Don't you think that's a little strange?

-Yes I do.

I think your phony priest has something to do with it.

- Oh come on, Bill.

Not this again.

- That's not all.

I think your grandfather's involved.

Why does he look so young, Alex?

He should have a foot and a half in the grave

and instead he looks 50.

- You're nuts!

-Am I?

- Yes, you are.

- Detective Dann Carr, homicide.

- Carr.

- Hi, this is Bill King.

I'm calling about Alexandra Parkman.

She's my girlfriend.

Yes, I know who you are.

- Listen, I think her life is in danger.

Now this is gonna sound stupid,

but I think her family is mixed up

in some sort of a cult.

We don't have much time because some ritual,

something is happening.

- Look, as long as there are no human sacrifices,

that's not against the law.

Save me a chicken wing.

What makes you think Alex is in danger?

- Because two people who were close to her have died

under very unusual circumstances.

- Strangely enough, Mr. King, we are aware of this.

- Look, this is a little complicated to talk on the phone.

We have to talk in person.

I'm gonna pick up Alexandra

and I'm gonna meet you at the precinct in an hour.

- If you insist.

- She's not at work.

Where did she go?

It's important that I see her.

- Bill, I believe she's in church.

- Church? What?

Oh, Seaton's Church.

- Yes, she went to see Father Seaton.

She's been feeling a bit depressed lately.

- I don't know what I think anymore.

When I'm not with you, everything seems normal.

When I hear your voice,

see your eyes.

- Tell me about your relationship with Bill.

- He knows there's something wrong

and he's blaming you for it.

But he should be blaming me.

He wants me to make love with him

and I keep pushing him away,

but if I don't I'm afraid I'm gonna lose him.

- Listen carefully to me, Alexandra.

Close your eyes and hear only my voice.

Close your eyes and remember our kiss.

Think only of me.

Bill is not important.

You and I are important.

Forget about Bill.

Do you understand me, Alexandra?

- Yes, Father.

- Do you trust me, Alexandra?

- Yes.

-You and I,

we must be together.

I will possess you one day.

I will take your soul.

Do you understand me?

Will you be willing to come here tomorrow alone?

- I will come whenever you ask.

- Will you be willing to give yourself to me?

- Yes, Father.

- Never forget, Alexandra.

I love you.

- I love you too, Thomas.

- The church is closed.

- Impossible.

A young lady came here about a half and hour ago.

She has to be inside.

Thomas Seaton, is he here?

Look, the young lady, she's Alexandra Parkman.

I'm her boyfriend.

Do you know who she is?

Alex?

Alex?

Alex?

Alex? Alex?

Alex?

Alex?

- Alison, I'm beginning to feel my age.

Tomorrow night can't come soon enough.

Here's to our lives.

May they last until world's end.

And to my future.

The beginning of the Parkman legacy

and the end of Thomas Seaton.

- It's just not that simple.

I wouldn't talk that way if I were you.

- You're not me.

You've been around for how long?

And you've accomplished nothing.

I'm just beginning to show the world

the true meaning of power.

Tell me, Alison,

how old are you, really?

- Only the devil knows for sure.

- Carr.

Where?

Saint Michael's, yeah.

Okay.

Okay, when?

All right. Got it.

We're on our way.

- What's the deal?

- Bill King,

Alexandra Parkman's boyfriend,

jumped off a roof or was pushed.

- Where?

- Saint Michael's, come on.

We're going to confession.

- You come to me to join our flock.

Remove the worldly garments and join our flock.

You who come to me

are sanctified in the name of Satan.

Do you come of your own free will?

Yes.

Whom do you love?

- Satan.

- Then come to his alter and be wed.

Daughters of Satan,

daughters of evil.

Join one with the other

and come to your master.

- Davis, wake up.

- Dann, enough.

Please, can we go home?

We've been in this room forever.

- We're not leaving until we're through, all right?

This charm or gizmo or whatever the hell it is

IS a common denominator in three of the four deaths.

Alex Parkman knew everybody on this list.

Including the missing woman.

- We don't know that Brett Shaffer is missing.

- Her boyfriend, Norman, called me.

She's been missing four days, all right?

- I don't believe anything anybody named Norman tells you.

Besides, as for Judy the happy hooker,

we don't know that she is missing.

She's probably taken up at some rich John's somewhere.

- I still say this gizmo has something to do with it.

Her boyfriend said cult, okay?

And her family, they're involved.

So is that church.

- Dann, stop!

What are we talking?

Evil priest? Devil worship?

Human sacrifices?

The department shrink will be fascinated.

- No, listen to me!

How come no one was at St. Michael's when Bill King died?

No nuns, no priests,

no nothing.

How come the doors were locked?

What kind of church is that?

- I suppose all the people on the board

were attacked by Satan, maybe.

"Isn't that special?"

So you believe in the beyond?

The supernatural?

The occult? Is that it?

Oh, that's fine.

- Look, I don't need your help.

I can do this alone.

- Me help, kemosabe.

- Jesus, it's freezing in here.

Why don't they turn on the goddamn heat sometime?

- What do you want?

It's the first day of winter.

Ugh.

- What day is this?

- Must be Wednesday by now.

- No, no, no, no.

The date.

- December 21st.

You know, Christmas parties?

Christmas bonuses?

- That's it.

That's it!

The winter solstice.

They're gonna do it today. Tonight.

Midnight, probably.

That's when they always do it.

- Do what? Do what?

What are you talking about?

- Come on, let's go.

- Where are you going?

- That church to get Alex.

We're going to get her back.

They're going to do it to her tonight.

They're after her, come on!

Alex?

Alex?

Alex?

Come to me.

It is time.

Come and give yourself to me.

Dear Alex.

You are mine.

Forever.

- I'm gonna shoot the lock off.

- Wait, wait, wait.

Wait, wait, wait.

Pays to check.

- One good idea in your life.

- Two. You go first.

- Count of three.

One,

two,

three.

- How can I help you, gentlemen?

- Where is she?

- How dramatic.

You must be from the police department.

- Cut the crap, fart breath.

You must be Thomas Seaton.

- Indubitably.

- You have got Alexandra Parkman

and I demand to know where she is.

I'm Detective Dann Carr, homicide.

- This is getting tiresome.

- Look, I've got a phone warrant against you

for a number of suspected homicides.

- I have a mass to perform and I'm late.

- I bet you've never seen one this big before, have you?

Well, you take another step and it may go off.

- Not stopping.

- All right, put your hands behind your head

and get on the floor.

Don't take another step.

- You're under arrest!

Shoot!

No! No!

- The blood of Satan purifies us.

Hear us, oh Satan.

For the time approaches quickly.

Are you frightened?

- No, Thomas.

Who will give this woman to Satan?

- I will.

Is she pure?

- Yes, I swear on the name of Satan.

- Is she your grandchild?

- Yes, I swear in the name of Satan.

- Hey, Dann.

Hey, buddy.

Come on.

We gotta get Batman, come on.

Come on, the bastard got away.

Come on.

Man, did he mess your face up.

- For 13 years you will have power.

For 13 years you will want for nothing.

For 13 years you will not grow older.

George Parkman,

seal your pact with the devil.

Ben!

Get her!

Ben! Stop her!

You win

this time!

- Oh my god.

Do you know what happened?

- It's just like when I was a child.

Only now the missing pieces are falling in place.

It's positively prime evil.

- We can start the lease, say the beginning of March,

and if you need extra space for bingo or church suppers,

there's an additional building down the street.

- I wonder, Mrs. Brown,

if we might check the basement.