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Bless me, Father,

for I have sinned.

It's been six months
since my last confession.

These are my sins.

I hit my wife.

Why?

I was frustrated.

My job wasn't going well.

- What should I do?
- Do you promise

not to repeat this offense
against God and your wife?

I do.

Then please repeat
the act of contrition.

Okay.

How did Tom do?

I think he should
have offered more.

You have a wife-beater,
and he's being asked

if he won't repeat the act?

What should the priest do, then?

Withhold absolution?

No, but he should
suggest counseling,

at the very least.

And what if the confessor

refuses to go to counseling?

Would you withhold absolution?

- Of course not.
- Why not?

'Cause it's up to the individual
to change his behavior.

But his behavior won't change
unless you give him the tools.

What is the
purpose of confession?

Isn't penance one of
those tools? And prayer?

But I would think
counseling is a third.

He did ask: "what should I do?"

As long as there is
contrition and confession,

the priest's duty is
to provide penance

- and absolution on God's behalf.
- Even if the husband

continues to beat the wife?

The sacrament is not an
act of social justice.

Forgiveness comes from God...

Not you, not the
city of New York.

That was getting tense.

- It was a friendly disagreement.
- Well, let him win.

I won't be able to
keep you as an assessor

- if you fail this year.
- Am I failing?

You've been... tardy.

There's a reason for that.

You assured me
you could do both:

Assess and be a student.
Has that changed?

- No.
- Good.

Then this is an odd case.

A parishioner who thinks
her husband is possessed.

- How is that...?
- Possessed by an angel.

Thank you for seeing me.

I know this is really weird.

The assessors deal with
weird all the time, Ashley.

Her husband Raymond
is new to us.

- He's been attending mass for...
- Six months.

He loves St. Joseph's.

It's just... he's changed.

- He's been hearing something.
What?

A voice.

He said it's the
Archangel Michael,

and he's been giving
Raymond instructions.

What instructions?

At first, it was just
working at the food kitchen,

giving clothes to the
poor, things like that.

Mm-hmm.

But now

he told Raymond
to leave his job.

He wants him to give away
everything, so we have nothing.

And I'm two months away.

I understand charity, but
he wants to sell our house

and give the money to the poor,
and I don't know what to do.

We'll have to live
out of our car.

You want us to
prove there's no angel?

Well, not prove, but make clear
he's not hearing from one.

An angel doesn't want him
to starve his wife and baby.

Well, didn't Jesus say.

"Sell everything and
give it to the poor"?

Jesus said
it to a rich man.

- Does it matter?
- Jesus doesn't

want them to starve,
and they will.

I need you to talk
to him, David.

New converts tend
to be overzealous,

and you should investigate
whether there are

- any psychological issues there.
- All right.

Oh, and I need you
to make a call.

To?

Leland Townsend.

Just say which one
tastes the best.

Oh, I have to get this.

Which one, Lee?

Oh, I don't care. That one.

Buttercream?

It might not hold up
in summer weather.

Then why in the hell did you
make buttercream an option?

Go take your call, beast.

Hello, David.

How are we?

Good, Leland. I wanted
to get back to you

about your exorcism this Friday.

Oh, good. I'm so
looking forward to it.

I hope you'll be there.

Actually, neither of us will.

- We have to delay it a month.
- Why?

Our exorcist, Father Amara, is
at a conference at the Vatican.

Then there's a bit of a
backlog when he gets back.

This is happening, David.

- You can't stop it.
- Why would I want to?

I can't wait to see you
rolling around on the floor,

foaming at the mouth.

While you're waiting
for your exorcism,

I'll be sending you
some spiritual exercises

to prepare yourself.

Don't thank me.

Lee. What do you think
about a groom's cake?

Yes.

Well, let me think, Trish.

Is everything all right, love?

Yeah. Could we talk
for a minute, bug-bear?

- Of course, honey bunny.

Excuse us.

Are you okay, babe?

- Is this taking too long?
- No, I'm good.

I just have one suggestion.

What, the chocolate cake?

The wedding. We're done.

Okay.

I can handle this. Go home.

No, no. We'redone.

We're not getting married.

I've been using you to get
to your daughter to hurt her.

Well, now she's hurt,
so I don't need you.

You should cry now.

I think that'd be appropriate,

because I want you to know that
I've hated every second of this:

Every DJ we listened to,

every place setting,
every invitation.

Well, now that's over.

And I want you to take your
dried-up little ovaries

and drag them back under
the rock you came from.

Hello, Mr. Strand.

Mr. Strand.

I'm David.

This is Kristen and Ben.

Can we talk for a
moment, Raymond?

Maybe you should,
um, come down from there.

You're gonna break
your neck on those.

Good point.

Do you know why
we're here, Raymond?

Your wife is worried you're
giving all your money away.

Are you all right, Raymond?

Are you hearing something?

Not now. No.

He says that I'm the
Lord's instrument...

That he can't leave until
we complete our work.

And what work is that?

The second bowl.

: Help me.
He's coming for me.

It's not
what we expected.

He's not some
overzealous parishioner.

It's either a psychological
breakdown or demonic obsession.

- Why demonic and not angelic?
- He's being haunted.

- Angels don't haunt.
- Sure, they do.

When?

Angels destroyed
Sodom and Gomorrah.

They turned Lot's wife into a
pillar of salt for looking back.

They killed the Assyrian army.

At God's behest, in
defense of the righteous.

Are you going
somewhere with this?

Angels are not cherubs.

Angels terrify
everyone in the Bible.

- I thought you didn't believe.
- Well, I don't, but I remember

- my catechism...
- Look,

if he's hearing
angels or a devil,

it doesn't matter.

He's having a psychotic break.

Well, then I suggest you three
complete a full evaluation.

And if this isn't
psychological, David,

determine if this has an
angelic source or a demonic one.

Hey. Are we okay?

"We"? I-I think we are.

- Is there anything I can do?
- No, I'm good.

: I just worry
for her, that's all.

And you have no idea why
she's acting this way?

She's probably just
missing her husband.

I don't know.

I just have this feeling
something's wrong.

She's having an off day.

We all have off days.

Okay, I got to call you back.

But you say don't worry?

I say, don't worry.

Kristen's fine.

You okay?

David?

David?

My God.

Are you the Archangel?

Get up.

You're hogging the floor.

Next time, fall over
there on the bed.

You'll make my life easier.

- How long have I been out?
- And don't use pain.

You'll kill yourself and
it won't get you anywhere.

There was a sister that came
through here with a mop?

Which sister?

I don't know. I
don't know names.

If it was Sister Andrea,

she's down there.

What do you want?

You said, "Don't use
pain to get anywhere."

What did you mean?

Are you saying don't
use pain to talk to God?

Ha. Is that what you were doing?

I was trying.

You want to talk to God, pray.

Billions of people
do it every day.

What you were trying to do
was force God to talk to you.

I had a vision of the
Devil embracing a friend.

But every time I try to return
to that vision, I can't hold it.

Why do you care?

It's a friend struggling with

some kind of
diabolical influence.

Do you have a phone?

- Do I have a phone?
- Yeah.

Unlock it.

This app, it's a metronome.

Use it.

What do you...

- In what way?
- Don't do anything tonight.

You're too hyped up.
Tomorrow, start the metronome.

Focus on it, let it
sync up with your heart.

And stop hurting yourself.

Pain is for tourists.

- You look nice.
- Thank you. You wanted to talk?

I did.

I would love it if
you could explain

exactly to me why you couldn't
keep your fuckin' mouth shut.

Excuse me?

You told Kristen
about my hiding place.

I keep a little piece
of red thread there

so I'm warned if
someone opens it.

It's been opened.

- What are you talking about?
- Oh, I know you, Sheryl.

You're a walking
ball of neediness.

When you crawl back
to your daughter

on your hands and knees,

don't even think about
breathing another word

about what's gone on
between you and me,

or I will come for
you, you bitch.

- How dare...
- Shut up!

Listen to me, you little freak.

Don't you dare call me "bitch."

I know where all your
skeletons are buried.

Your hands are a lot
dirtier than mine,

and you have way more
to lose than I do.

So don't you dare threaten me.

You don't know what
you're dealing with.

Come on. I'm not some
wilting wedding planner.

Do you know how many
demons I dated before you?

Forgive me, Father,
for I have sinned.

It has been two months
since my last confession.

These are my sins.

Cocaine, I take it.

I sell it. My wife, too.

But I'm bringing in
15 mil every month.

Can I get a real
confession, please?

How is that not a
real confession?

- It's the plotline to Scarface.

Are we keeping you, Mr. Acosta?

I-I'm sorry, Father. It's, uh...

It's Bishop Marx.

What happened?

He was driving home
when he saw a car

that had turned over
and was on fire.

Is he all right?

The doctors are
looking at him now.

He thinks the
Archangel Michael

is working through him.

- Hey, Anya. Hey.
- Hmm?

Kristen, hey. What
are you doing here?

I'm, uh, I'm working
with the Strand family.

- How is he?

Delirious, I guess. You'd never
know he lifted a car today.

Got a family of four out,
and the weird thing is,

- there's not a scrape on him.

Oh, don't worry, you
guys, I got this.

It must be the
adrenaline, right?

I guess. He claims he didn't
feel the flames at all.

He leapt over a highway divider,
reached into a burning car,

then lifted it to
save four strangers.

So, hey, um, Mira said

you're, um, working
with a hot priest.

- That sounds like Mira.

Oh, and, hey, maybe
sometime you could help me

with that LeRoux killing?

Sure... Uh...

Are you on that?

Yeah. Uh, Mira
handed it off to me.

She was afraid
she was too close.

Oh.

Mira thought, uh, it
was LeRoux's wife,

but she has an alibi... Uh,
she was at her prayer group.

- Good alibi, huh?
- Not bad.

And, uh, we're not sure that
she would've had enough time

to get to LeRoux
and back anyway.

Mm. Right.

- And what do you need from me?
- Oh, just background.

It'll be painless, I promise.

All right, sure. Yeah.

- I'll give you a call.
- Please.

What does that mean?

The Lord saw
fit to allow my service.

Are you all right?

He left me.

He skidded to a halt and left
me in the middle of traffic.

He needed to save
those strangers.

It's good, I guess, but

shouldn't he care
about his family, too?

So, the Archangel
told you to save them?

No. He acted through me.

Raymond, yesterday you
mentioned the "second bowl."

What is that?

You saw him, too?

I... What did I see?

Michael.

I heard your cop friend talking.

Are you in trouble?

My middle name is "trouble."

Wha...

Oh, Sheryl.

You are adorable.

Blood.

Is there any history of
bipolar disorder in your family?

Raymond, did you
hear the question?

I did.

Do you have an answer?

I do.

No.

How about seizures? Any history?

Before the visits
from the angel,

had you ever seen or heard
anything that others could not?

If you are asking
Raymond, his answer is no.

So you're
not Raymond anymore?

You're Michael?

What is that?

A little mark behind your ear?

- What is that?
- Nothing.

No, it's right there.

It's a little square
that hasn't been tanned.

In your day job, do you
wear something there?

Are you the angel
that wrestled with Jacob,

son of Isaac,
grandson of Abraham?

No.

Michael is a general
of the Lord's army.

The second bowl?

Is it a plague?

In time, I will blow
the final trumpet.

The signal for all the
bowls to be poured out,

so the face of God
will be revealed.

And if there are ten righteous
people in this world?

- Your question is irrelevant.
- God didn't think so.

When Abraham asked God, he
said he would not destroy Sodom

if there were ten righteous.

And there were not.

Did you guys see that little
patch mark behind his ear?

- Yeah.
- So, Raymond works

as a crane operator
on skyscrapers,

and sometimes the workers
use scopolamine patches

to overcome vertigo.

These patches
prevent nausea, but

they're supposed to be
removed every three days.

And if they're not?

Then you could wind
up with an accidental

scopolamine overdose.

Now, it doesn't kill you,

but can lead to memory
loss and hallucinations.

Is there any way
we can find out?

Sure. I mean, if he's
not heading into work,

then the toxicity of the
patch will leave his body

in a few days.

Hey. You startled me.

I-I thought you'd
be in your office.

Oh, no, I'm just, uh, getting
some work done in here.

- Do you want to come in?
- Oh, no, no.

That's all right. I just
had a few questions.

What's the subject?

Raymond Strand.

When you, uh, spoke
to him yesterday,

did he say anything
more about the accident,

- or saving the family?
- Like...?

We talked to a few
more eyewitnesses,

and reviewed the
street cam footage.

And there was something weird.

- What?
- After he rescued

the first three people

in the car... The-the
husband, the wife,

and the ten-year-old daughter...

There was one person
left, the wife's brother.

According to the video,

Raymond just stood there
holding the car up,

and he didn't do anything.

- Who didn't do anything?
- Raymond.

He just stood there and
watched this guy burn.

But wait... but he saved him?

After a minute. But this
guy was screaming...

I mean, his flesh was on fire.

And Raymond let him
burn for a full minute.

Then he saved him.

Wow.

Is she sure?

There's surveillance video.

Could the fire have been
keeping Raymond back?

Not according to the video.

He was holding the car up,

letting the guy burn.

I'm just saying this could
be more than delusions.

His psychosis
could be dangerous.

What an incredible feat
yesterday, saving that family.

Why'd you let the
guy burn in the car?

What guy?

The one you saved last.

Oh, Kevin Blackstone. The uncle.

- He survived.
- Yeah, but barely.

I did what was required.

Could you explain?

He had an affliction of
the spirit, which offended God.

I was called to remove it.

So... God told you
to let him burn?

God allowed him to experience

a moment of the
torment of hellfire

so that he might renounce
his sins and save his soul.

What were his sins?

He was oft entrusted with
watching his young niece.

He violated her.

I receive my instructions
from the Most High.

The offender did not
perish, nor will he.

And, with his injuries,
he will be unable

to commit any such
depravity with her again.

That's God's will.

So, what do we do?

He's dangerous.

David?

Saint Augustine
advocated for just war.

That there are instances when
war may be necessary and right.

In a situation where violence
can stop a dire wrong,

choosing peacefulness
could be considered a sin.

Are you
defending what he did?

No, I'm just saying
God's logic isn't ours.

And that little girl
was being molested.

We don't know that. All
we have is his word.

And if we did know that?

- What would you do?
I wouldn't burn him.

I would turn him
over to the cops.

You think there can
be a "just war"?

I do.

Because of
St. Thomas Aquinas?

And Hitler.

I think there's
evil in the world

and it should be confronted.

Do you think there can
be... "just murder"?

You said violence is justified

if it confronts evil and
stops a graver wrong.

If someone is threatening
to kill you, or

your family,

is it right to stop them?

As long as it's proportional.

Is killing proportional?

Only if it's the
only way to stop a killer.

Anything beyond that is murder.

Why?

Kristen?

- Hmm?

Come in.

There's an Ashley
Strand here for you.

- Okay, I'll be right there.
- No, not you.

You.

Mrs. Strand, are you all right?

No. No, I'm not.

I can't handle this anymore.

Raymond or Michael, or
whoever the hell he is.

I'm thinking about leaving.

But I don't know how
he's gonna react.

Did something happen?
I mean, something else?

He's insisting that
we live biblically.

But that mostly affects me.

He doesn't want me
to go back to work,

and we need the money.

He threw away all my makeup
and some of my clothes.

And he just keeps
issuing all these orders,

and expecting me to obey
because... Word of God.

I'm not staying in a
marriage where I have no say.

But if I leave, I'm worried
it'll push him over the edge.

Okay, um...

I'll get you the number of a
women's center for new moms.

They can help you while
you figure things out.

For you.

Where did you get that
blood you used on my wall?

It tasted like yours.
I've missed that.

What do you want?

Can I come in?

Sheryl, I was wrong.
It was the wedding.

It was making me crazy.

I want you back.

No. The other day you were
reminded of exactly how much

I've got on you, and now
you want to neutralize me.

Nope. Not happening.

Raymond is
suffering from psychosis.

He was on a medication
for vertigo,

which can cause visual and
auditory hallucinations.

Most likely combined with
severe depression and anxiety.

The personality changes we saw
are certainly in line with those

of a psychotic break.

And I will say his wife
approached me about leaving him.

David, do you... Do
you want to chime in?

Well, I'd advise
against an exorcism.

Because you don't
think it's a demon?

I'm not entirely sure.

It could be an angelic figure.

But it's not a theology
that I understand.

I do worry that a separation
from his wife could

cause him some distress.

All right, I'd like to
meet Raymond myself.

Meanwhile, David, can we
talk with you for a second?

David, Father John and I
have been discussing you.

Hmm. That sounds ominous.

I appreciate that your
extracurricular activities

for the Church are essential,
and that you're learning

through the practical
application of your faith.

- But?
- But the theological

and the practical are
not contradictory.

And you must learn the former
to excel at the latter.

That's why I've asked
Father Kay to allow you

to pass the class
with a practicum.

And what is that?

A parishioner has asked that
you hear his confession.

We've explained that
until you're ordained,

this confession will not
come with reconciliation.

But he-he believes
he has wronged you.

Leland Townsend.

- Yes.
- Yes.

The door's open.

Yeah, that's not creepy at all.

Hello?

Hello?

Ashley?

Raymond?

- Michael?
- Ashley?

We're here to check on you.

Raymond.

Are you all right?

Where's Ashley?

Did she leave?

Ashley?

Hello?

Where is she, Raymond?

Michael, where is she?

What's that?

She turned back.

Ashley turned back instead
of trusting in the Lord.

Like Lot's wife.

What's wrong? Do I
have food in my teeth?

Who are you?

Leland Townsend.
Nice to meet you.

You smell.

Well, that is... impolite.

: Hail Mary, full of
grace, the Lord is with thee.

- Blessed art thou among women...

Mother of God, pray for us.

Sorry.

I'm not used to having
my hygiene questioned.

Sister.

Ah, David,
there you are.

Let's get started.

- I can take care of this.
- I think I should stay.

No, this is a confession,
Sister, don't you know?

Nuns are irrelevant
here. Go off and pray.

Go.

Go. Fly away home.

I'm fine.

Well, here we are, two
students of Christ.

This is gonna be
fun, don't you think?

Don't the confessor
and the priest sit

side by side in the booth?

We don't have the
booth for cover.

Better we not see each other.

- You have to start.
- Oh.

Forgive me, Father, for
I have sinned. Oh...

Believe it or not, I
have come prepared.

"Oh, my God, I am heartily sorry

"for having offended Thee,

"and I detest all my sins

"because I dread
the loss of Heaven

and fear the pains of Hell."

How was that?

Continue.

Should I go chronologically?

Do whatever you want.

Well, it's my first time.

I think I'll go
whole hog. Why not?

Let's see, my earliest
memories of sin.

When I was five,

I stole a classmate's lunch.

He cried. I said nothing.

When I was nine, I cheated
on a spelling quiz.

When I was 12, I masturbated
for the first time.

Are you truly sorry
for these sins?

Wait, wait. I want to talk
about masturbation more.

Oh, but I guess that's
something you priests can't do.

Right?

- Are these your sins?
- Not all.

There is one that weighs
upon my heart the most.

This is the one I really
hope God can forgive me for.

I met a woman a few years
ago. She was gorgeous.

Had a real body on her, and
I was instantly smitten.

But she was already
seeing someone else.

Someone who was of
the Black persuasion.

So I admired her from afar.

I think that's lust
and envy. Ha, a twofer.

Then I found a way
to insinuate myself

into her life.

I don't think she
ever realized this,

but I knew where she worked,

and I would stand across
the street every day

to get a glimpse of her.

I still think of her often.

I once looked up the
meaning of her name.

Julia.

It means "soft-haired,
youthful."

And she was all of that.

Then a time came when I was
standing across the street

waiting to see her,
and she didn't appear.

This went on for a
couple of months,

and I thought maybe she's moved.

But then I found out
she'd gotten sick.

Very sick.

The last time I saw Julia,
she was in a bad way.

Frail. A mere shell of
her former self, really.

And she needed care
around the clock.

She was so worried that
she had become a burden

to those around her... The
people that cared for her,

the people she loved.

And I looked into
her beautiful eyes,

and I assured her

that she absolutely
was a burden,

and that the best thing
to do would be to free

the ones she loved
of her presence.

Well, she took my advice.

And then... she was gone.

Wow, that is powerful.

I feel so much better, so free.

Who knew?

What's next, David?

David?

My penance?

Are you contrite?

Contrite as the day is long.

Then this is your penance.

Five Hail Marys,

and two Our Fathers.

What?! That's it?

Yes.

God forgives you.

Okay.

I'll help you.