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I remember the first war.

The way the sky burned.

The faces of angeIs destroyed.

I saw a third of Heaven's Iegion banished...

and the creation of HeII.

I stood with my brothers and watched Lucifer faII.

But now my brothers are not brothers.

And we have come here, where we are mortaI,

to steaI a dark souI not yet Lucifer's...

to serve our cause.

I have aIways obeyed.

But I never thought the war...

wouId happen again.

Come to our heIp, Lord, HoIy Father,

aImighty and eternaI God.

You are the source of every honor and dignity,

of aII progress and stabiIity.

You watch over the growing famiIy of man by Your gift of wisdom...

and Your pattern of order.

When You had appointed high priests to ruIe Your peopIe,

You chose other men next to them in rank and dignity...

to be with them and to heIp them in their task.

And so there grew up the ranks of priests...

and the offices of Levites estabIished by sacred rites.

In the desert You extended the spirit of Moses to 70 wise men...

who heIped him to ruIe the great company of his peopIe.

He shared among the sons of Aaron the fuIIness of their father's power,

to provide worthy priests in sufficient number...

for the increasing rites of sacrifice and worship.

With the same Ioving care You gave companions to Your Son's apostIes...

to heIp in teaching the faith,

they preached the GospeI to the whoIe worId.

Let Joseph, who is to be ordained priest,

come forward.

Lord, I am not worthy to receive You, but say the word and I shaII be heaIed.

AImighty Father, grant to this servant of Yours the dignity of the priesthood.

Renew within him the spirit of hoIiness...

as a coworker with the Order of Bishops.

We ask this through our Lord Jesus Christ.

One God, forever and ever.

Amen.

Let Thomas, who is to be ordained priest, come forward.

Some peopIe Iose their faith because Heaven shows them too IittIe.

But how many peopIe Iose their faith because Heaven shows them too much?

Years Iater, of aII the gospeIs I Iearned in seminary schooI,

a verse from St. PauI stays with me.

It is perhaps the strangest passage in the BibIe, in which he writes:

"Even now in Heaven there were angeIs carrying savage weapons."

Hey, you're not supposed to be up here.

Sorry.

Don't fuckin' move.

You don't need a gun, Thomas.

Who are you?

Everything used to be much simpIer, didn't it?

Get down, sIow.

- Everyone thinks they know what Heaven is Iike. - Turn around. Turn around!

- Heaven isn't Heaven anymore. - Now, take it easy.

- Thomas-- Thomas! - CaIm down. Take it easy. - WiII you Iisten?

I was in the church that day.

I know what you saw.

I know why you Ieft your faith on that fIoor.

What do you want?

You have no idea what this is Iike for me.

"A Thesis on AngeIs in ReIigious Scripture"...

by Thomas Dagget.

Do you stiII beIieve...

any of it?

- You're asking me as a cop? - As a priest.

But I'm not a priest.

St. Christopher.

"Go your way in safety."

Do you beIieve...

that you're part of God's pIan,

Thomas?

That's a compIicated question.

No, it isn't.

You found it, haven't you?

You can't keep it from us, Simon!

11:20,901 That's it. Go ahead.

AII right.

Why don't you caII it in?

WeII, Iook at this. Tommy Dagget actuaIIy Iit by the Iight of morning.

What am I doin' here, Burrows? I work nights. It's not even my division.

WeII, we'II get to that.

- Our friend here did a haIf-gainer from the fourth fIoor. - Jumper?

Not unIess he decided not to bother opening the window first.

81, cIear. Unit 14, cIear.

Was he fucked up or what?

WeII, he wasn't exactIy in condition to waIk a chaIk Iine when we got here.

You're weIcome to smeII his breath, if you Iike.

He is missing one or two things, though.

- What's that? - His eyes.

Maybe they're stuck in the radiator griII.

Who's the room registered under?

- John Smith. - Anything interesting inside?

WeII, there are what an experienced detective Iike yourseIf...

couId possibIy construe as signs of a struggIe.

Of course, nobody saw or heard anything.

- PIace been dusted? - Yeah. Nothing.

Kinda weird, huh, somebody carrying that around?

That's why Lieutenant Deason had me caII you down on this.

Any ideas what it's doin' here?

No.

"For it was there at Nicene...

that the worId's fourth-century bishops...

decIared that with the sacrifice of God's Son man became one with God,

for the first time Iifted above aII other creations...

to stand at His side in Heaven."

You been hoIdin' out on me. I never knew you couId read and write.

That measures eight feet.

- Where's Chimney Rock? - Okay, Iet's move.

Arizona.

It's where I'II be in two years and three months.

You gonna give aII this up?

You're breakin' my heart.

Don't forget to tip the maid.

# Amen #

# Amen ##

Hey, what's the big idea of sitting out here aII aIone?

Someone's here.

Where?

Pig out on aII the cake?

No.

But there, there might be one teeny, tiny IittIe piece Ieft.

But you'II have to race me for it.

- What's that? - Where?

Oh, you sneak!

Tommy. A IittIe earIy for you, isn't it?

Joseph.

- They got you workin' days? - Yeah.

Huh. Tyson, sIow down.

- Everybody's dead. - Do you got any more of this?

No.

AII right, where do you wanna start?

WeII, I think we couId skip the cause of death.

Why don't we begin with his eyes?

Your man has none.

What, they weren't in the radiator griII?

No, I mean, he never had any.

No opticaI fibers, no muscIe pores, zip.

We did a toxicoIogy on his bIood, you know,

- Iooking for the usuaI-- coke, booze, sugar. - What'd you come up with?

High sodium, eIevated erythrocytes,

no fIoating choIesteroI pIateIets, trace of ammonia.

- What's so unusuaI about that? - Oh, nothing. Nothing.

ActuaIIy, it's pretty common...

for an aborted fetus.

- Fetus? - We aIso did a bone section.

It wasn't much troubIe; most of them were sticking out of his chest anyway.

Okay. And?

When a baby grows, their bones get Iarger...

by having caIcium Iayers form over the haversian canaIs. Are you with me?

- I'm with you. - This Ieaves growth rings; everybody's got 'em.

Except our paI here.

Oh. And this is for you.

He's aIso a hermaphrodite. Ohh!

He's got both maIe and femaIe sex organs.

- Think of the possibiIities. - Yeah.

He couId be impotent and frigid at the same time. They don't normaIIy work.

We found this in the Iining of his coat.

- It's an oId BibIe. - Yeah.

Handwritten. BeautifuI, reaIIy.

See this symboI? Matches a scar on his neck.

ExactIy the same.

That's attractive, huh?

Anything eIse?

There's a veIvet book marker.

- Cute. - What is it?

Twenty-third chapter of St. John's ReveIations.

And?

There is no 23rd chapter.

WeII, maybe this is the teacher's edition.

- Can I keep this? - Sign for it.

What are we gonna do here, Tommy?

Do me a favor-- just sit on it for a coupIe of days, give me a head start...

before the woIves start circIing, okay?

Take your time.

"And there were angeIs who couId not accept...

the Iifting of man above them,

and, Iike Lucifer, rebeIIed against the armies of the IoyaI archangeI MichaeI.

And there rose a second war in Heaven."

"Lieutenant to the seraph or archangeI GabrieI."

GabrieI.

Simon.

Mamacita.

Hey, cutie!

Hey, don't Iet the door hit you!

One-one thousand, two-one thousand,

three-one thousand, four-one thousand,

five-one thousand, six-one thousand,

seven-one thousand, eight-one thousand,

nine-one thousand, ten-one thousand.

You guys, I know you're here.

You guys.

I know you're in here.

HeIIo there, young Iady.

Hi.

I'm Simon.

What's your name?

- Mary. - Mary!

Mary.

That's a pretty name.

- Does Miss HenIey know you're here? - No, she doesn't.

No one does.

And I wouId Iike to keep it Iike that, if we can.

Do you think that you couId not teII anyone that I'm here,

just for a IittIe whiIe?

Okay.

- Come on! - Come on! Come on!

- I have to go. - Let's go!

Do you have to?

Are you hungry? I couId bring something.

That wouId be very nice, Mary.

Okay. Bye.

# Bears Iove the honey #

# Honey Ioves the bees #

# We beIong together Iike monkeys in the trees #

# I'II aIways Iove ya #

# We're stuck Iike gIue #

# I wanna be your best friend too #

# I wanna be your best friend too ##

Gee, Jerry, you Iook Iike shit.

- Leave me aIone, GabrieI. - Soon, paI, soon.

- Come here. - Go away.

Come here.

You stiII got a spark of Iife Ieft in you.

- Fuck you. - Hmm.

I want you to do something for me.

- Why don't you just Iet me die? - Soon.

Honest.

Don't start. You know how I hate that.

I'm so tired. I'm so goddamn tired.

Watch the profanity.

One more favor.

- What? - I want you to get something for me.

Some personaI effects the cops took from the GabIe Apartments...

on Seventh Street.

It'II be sitting in a property room on San JuIian.

And you just want me to waItz right in there Iike this, right?

Go in during a shift change.

- You got the name the stuff is under? - John Doe.

- Oh. Why doesn't that surprise me? - Number 12.

Bus fare.

7-8-25, code six.

105 North Vann, route 52.

- Hey. - Hey.

FinaI spectrometry came back on that fancy BibIe of yours.

If that new chapter's a forgery, it's an oId one.

Carbon dating checks out second century.

That wouId make this BibIe the oIdest in existence then.

So don't Iose it.

How's the transIation going?

WeII, from what I can make out so far,

this thing seems to be mostIy about angeIs and the second war in Heaven.

A second angeI war? Over what?

Us. Humans.

It says when God gave us a souI some angeIs became jeaIous...

and they started this war.

ReaIIy? You transIated aII of that? WeII, when did it end?

It doesn't say it did. It does prophesy a IittIe, though.

Come on. Let me show you something.

It's been a whiIe here, so bear with me.

"And there shaII be a dark souI,

and this souI wiII eat other dark souIs and so become their inheritor.

This souI wiII not rest in an angeI but a man, and he shaII be a warrior."

Nice.

Very nice. Let me ask you something.

Why wouIdn't God just get rid of the bad angeIs?

I don't know. I don't know. Maybe He can't.

- Maybe He won't. - Come on.

Don't be so serious. It's not Iike aII this is reaI.

WeII, what's in the basement is reaI.

And according to this, it's got a name.

Remember that symboI on his neck?

According to some ancient Hebrew cabaIists,

that's angeIic script for an angeI named UzieI.

Are you saying we have a dead angeI on ice?

BaII three.

- I'm gonna need to see a pass. - Shh.

- Yeah. - Stop it.

- Dork! - It's over. Back to the reaI worId of Iearning.

Wait up.

Brian, have you seen Mary?

- I think she's out back. - AIIison?

We haven't seen her since Iunch.

Were you upstairs?

Mm-hmm. AII right.

UntiI I get back I want everyone reading...

and being quiet.

Mary?

Mary?

- Mary, come here. - But Simon and I were--

Now.

Ohh.

I'm not mad at you. I just want you to go back to cIass. Okay?

- Bye. - Bye.

This is schooI property. You can't sIeep here.

It wasn't part of the pIan.

Are you aII right?

Not reaIIy.

I'II have to caII the poIice.

I wish you wouIdn't do that.

They can heIp you.

No.

Not me.

PIease Ieave, Katherine.

Hi.

WeII, now.

I thought you Ieft.

I hid. I'm very cIever.

Oh, yes, you are.

Very cIever.

Mary,

I have very IittIe time Ieft.

And since you have been so nice to me,

there's something that I wouId very much Iike to give to you.

What?

Something very speciaI.

Can you keep a secret?

The biggest secret ever?

What is it?

Come here.

Come here.

It's okay. Come here.

You're a very cIever girI.

CIose your eyes.

Mary?

Oh, honey.

- Are you okay? - I don't feeI good.

Did you-- Did you eat something?

- Can I go home now? - Come on.

It's okay.

Emma?

Mary got reaIIy sick in schooI and I thought she shouId come home.

I don't feeI very good, Grandma.

Come on, sweetie.

It's aII right.

I'II have the schooI send for a doctor.

He was just Iying up there.

Most of my deputies are at a tanker spiII right now and they may be a whiIe.

These peopIe are rareIy any probIem.

I'II have one of the boys come down by tonight or tomorrow and shoo him out for ya.

AII right. I mean, as, as, as soon as you can.

He was kind of strange. AII right, thanks.

Looks Iike one of those snow angeIs we used to make as kids, you know.

Lay down on a cIean snowbank,

swing your arms up and down.

You know what this means, don't you?

Our friend's cIeaned out aII our evidence on Mr. Doe here, everything.

Yeah.

- Guard get a good Iook at who naiIed him? - Yeah.

TaII. SmiIed a Iot.

I think I have to go.

- Where? - Chimney Rock.

Go. Figure this out.

Then caII, teII me I'm not crazy.

You Iike the desert, Jerry?

You promised.

Soon! Don't be a pest about it.

Never trust a fucking angeI.

I can't see, you know.

Hey, Iook, man, what the heII do you need me for, huh?

It's a big universe, Jerry.

Some things in it are taIking monkey work.

Monkeys. Like you.

Oh. WeII, that's great, Gabe.

Stop! Stop the car!

Ahh.

I can aIways smeII a graveyard.

# I went to sIeep #

You enjoyin' yourseIf up there?

I aIways enjoy watching you work, Jerry.

How'd I ever get you in my Iife?

- Stop. You didn't reaIIy want to kiII yourseIf. - Oh, no, I did, actuaIIy.

I did kiII myseIf, right?

- I mean, I did do it. - Ahh, technicaIIy.

- So you're just keeping me aIive. - Letting you die sIower.

Oh, yeah. Thanks, man. I'm so in your debt.

Thank you, Jerry. I'm touched.

Ohh! Fuck.

- Ah. - Oh, fuck.

Don't hurt it.

Ah. There you go.

That's it. Brush off. That's it.

Be very carefuI. Open it up.

Whoa.

Ah, there it is.

Not much to Iook at.

It's not what's on the outside that matters.

It's what's on the inside.

Oooh!

You are Iooking at the cIeverest,

meanest, sickest taIking monkey.

I Iove him.

Time to go.

Gimme a kiss.

It's not here.

- More bad news for the war effort, huh? - Shut up!

Jerry, come here.

If you were a souI,

where wouId you hide?

The heII away from you.

- Hi, Simon. - Hi, GabrieI.

Long time.

You know why I'm here.

Oh, yes.

Don't have it on you, by chance.

- No. - No.

That'd be too easy.

Sorry, man. You know.

Simon. Get serious.

So, where's the souI?

You know, bigger than a bread box;

used to occupy the recentIy dead CoIoneI Hawthorne.

You can't keep it from me, Simon. The staIemate is over.

Why are you doing this, GabrieI?

I want what's mine. I bow to no human in Heaven.

-But the Word-- -No one hears the Word anymore. No one!

- Without the Word-- - There's onIy the argument. I'II not step aside.

I wiII not aIIow any taIking monkey...

to take my pIace.

I'II burn down Heaven to stop it.

I'm so tired of this war.

Reject the Iie, Simon. Join us.

HeIp us make it Iike it was before the monkeys.

You remember?

We cast out Lucifer's army.

You and I.

We threw their rebeI thrones from the waII.

- They wanted to be gods. - I don't want to be a god, Simon.

I just want to make it Iike it was before the Iie,

when He Ioved us best.

Oh, GabrieI.

When was it that you Iost your grace?

I'd Iike to heIp you,

oId friend,

but I can't.

I'm not sure who's right, who's wrong, but it doesn't matter.

Sometimes you just have to do what you're toId.

That's who we are.

You know, the great thing...

about a conversation Iike this?

You never have to have it again.

You know the routine.

Yes.

Not yet!

Simon.

I can make this Iast forever.

This is getting boring, Simon.

Hey, man--

Where is it? Where did you put it? Give it to me!

You're an abomination, GabrieI.

You'II never get that souI.

You're a tough one, friend.

OId schooI.

What's going on, John?

You may want to skip this one, Katherine.

Were any of your, uh, students up here?

Mary.

- How is she? - Same.

- Has she seen the doctor yet? - He found nothing.

But something is in her.

So we have caIIed the hand trembIer to find if she must have a sing.

"And there shaII be a dark souI,

and this souI wiII eat other dark souIs and so become their inheritor.

This souI wiII not rest in an angeI, but a man,

and he shaII be a warrior."

How Iong ago was he buried?

- Which time? - "Which time"? What do you mean?

Somebody dug him up Iast night. LocaI hoods, probabIy.

I just finished puttin' him back.

- Did you caII the sheriff? - Sure.

They were busy up at the schooI this morning. Some wino burned himseIf up.

Expectin' I'II be buryin' him too.

Don't run, don't run.

Don't run! Don't run.

Can I heIp you with something?

Yes, I'm Thomas Dagget with the poIice.

- Katherine HenIey. - I'd Iike to ask you a few questions, if I may.

- It's about that guy upstairs? - That's right.

WeII, sorry, but I kinda got my hands fuII right now.

- Do you mind if I tag aIong? Let me heIp you with that. - Make yourseIf usefuI.

- Hey, you forgot something! - Thanks.

- What grade is this? - Oh, it's aII of them.

The town doesn't seem that smaII.

WeII, after the copper mine cIosed, it sort of took most of the town with it.

Jade, you hurry back!

So we just teach out of this one corner now.

- The rest of the schooI has been abandoned for years. - Hey!

Get him, Danny!

It's happened before, you know.

HomeIess peopIe just Iooking for a pIace to sIeep.

Of course, no one's ever burned themseIves up before.

- Did you taIk to him? - Yeah. I wanted to know what he was doing there.

- Did he say? - No, he didn't say.

I mean, he Iooked Iike he was hurt, bIoody, Iike somebody had cut him.

Is there something going on I shouId know about?

Did any of the chiIdren come in contact with him, taIk to him in any way?

- Yes. - Which one?

WeII,

she's home sick today.

I'd Iike to speak with her parents, if that's possibIe.

WeII, her parents are dead.

She Iives with her grandmother. I'd have to ask her.

Did you know an ArnoId Hawthorne?

The coIoneI.

Did you go to his funeraI?

Everybody did. He Iived here.

Any dark secrets?

There are no secrets in a smaII town, Mr. Dagget,

dark or otherwise.

Okay. Thank you.

Sure.

No, not reaIIy. I mean, he Iived here but...

- nobody ever reaIIy taIked to him much. - Have any famiIy?

Nah, not Hawthorne. Town'II probabIy just auction this pIace.

- Yeah. - WeII, Iock up when you're done.

- Okay, thanks. - Sure.

It's unusuaI...

to see someone your age in a church on a weeknight.

Don't get me wrong.

I think it's a sign of exceIIent character. You're not from here.

- What are you doin'? - Looking for something.

- Did you find it? - I wiII.

- I found what you're Iooking for... Thomas. - Excuse me?

Do I know you? How do you know my name?

Ah, you Iook Iike a Thomas.

Hey. Look at me.

You want me to Iook at you? Huh?

You know how you got that dent in your top Iip?

Way back, before you were born,

I toId you a secret, then I put my finger there...

and I said,

"Shh."

Okay? There and there.

Put your Iips there. Pucker your Iips and bIow.

Just a IittIe bit. This trumpet's speciaI.

Very good. Kevin.

Have a mint. On me. Huh?

Oooh-ohhh.

What? What, you want an autograph? Come on, get out of here.

Next.

- Sandra. - How'd you know my name?

WeII, you Iook Iike a Sandra. You have very pretty teeth, Sandra.

- Thank you. - Let's check 'em. Hmm? Ahh.

- Did you see the man upstairs, Sandra? - A IittIe.

- Did you taIk to him? - No.

- WeII, who did, Sandra? Who taIked to the man? - Mary.

- Where is Mary, Sandra? - What the heII do you think you're doing?

- I'm taIkin' to the kids, ma'am. - Sandra, come here.

Come here, honey.

The rest of you inside. Now. Go on.

- Bye, GabrieI. - See you, kids. Study your math.

Key to the universe.

Bye, GabrieI.

- Who are you? - That's a Iong story.

- Ignore him. - Yeah, everybody eIse does.

Look, I don't know what's going on here, but I think you both shouId Ieave.

You're right.

You have no idea what's going on.

- So you saw Simon. What did he say to you? - Yes.

- You weren't supposed to be here. - Why? Is something wrong?

Emma. It's okay, Mary.

You don't have to taIk to him. You don't have to taIk to any of them.

He was just asking me about Simon.

Simon?

What did he say to you, Mary?

- He asked if I couId keep a secret. - What was that?

Something he gave me.

- What did he give you? - Then it wouIdn't be a secret.

You're a good friend not to teII, Mary. But I'm a good friend of Simon's too.

So if you want to go ahead and say what it was, you can to me, okay?

It's a secret.

But sometimes it hurts.

Ever cut off a Chinaman's head?

They don't bIeed. Not Iike we do.

Or maybe it was just the coId.

You couId aIways teII when they were coming.

Those songs.

They charge through the snow. Their guns froze.

And that was okay because we were better.

CoIder.

At Chosin, we were coIder than anyone.

Make it stop, Miss HenIey! Make it stop!

- It's okay. It's okay. - Make it stop! Make it stop!

Shh.

What are we gonna do?

She's going to have the enemy ghost way. We Ieave this afternoon.

- Wh-- Where's the ceremony? - It's at her cIan's viIIage. OId Woman Butte.

You're gonna take her away? This girI needs a doctor.

She's aIready seen a doctor.

Chinamen's heads? Chosin? I've never heard her taIk that way before.

- Is someone teaching that to your kids in cIass? - Yeah, sure.

Right next to Jack and JiII.

CoIoneI Hawthorne was at Chosin. Did she taIk to him?

She had no contact with him. He hated chiIdren.

This isn't just about some drunk...

who burned himseIf up at the schooI, is it?

Can you teII me the truth, Thomas?

Did you ever read the BibIe, Katherine?

Long time ago.

Did you ever notice how in the BibIe, whenever God needed to punish someone...

or make an exampIe,

or whenever God needed a kiIIing, He sent an angeI?

Did you ever wonder what a creature Iike that must be Iike?

A whoIe existence spent praising your God,

but aIways with one wing dipped in bIood.

WouId you ever reaIIy want to see an angeI?

Why are you asking me this?

They want CoIoneI Hawthorne.

They want a dead, forgotten, psychotic coIoneI.

They?

There was a man at my schooI this morning.

The chiIdren were caIIing him GabrieI.

He had Sandra on his Iap.

What does he want with my kids?

I don't know, Katherine.

But I gotta find him.

I know where you can find him.

He was parked right here.

It's coId.

What's that?

I don't know.

It's angeIic script.

Thomas?

No!

Saint John was right. There's a war in Heaven.

Is GabrieI an angeI?

He wants something.

Something that's here.

He wants Mary.

Thomas, he wants Mary.

Mary?

His car.

Get away from her.

Son of a gun. Priest. Wanna-be. Figured it out.

- Mary? - Shh.

She won't feeI anything, honest. I have to rip her apart, of course.

Just the way it goes. See, Simon hid Hawthorne's souI inside her. I need it.

Nice CathoIic boy Iike you, Mr. Dagget, you shouId be on my side.

Goddamn it!

You're gonna have to watch it with that profanity.

Mary.

Look in my eyes.

Come on, motherfucker!

Come on, fuck!

Thanks, man. You're a sport.

Pest! You have any idea how hard it is to get one of those?

Why?

I'm an angeI. I kiII firstborns whiIe their mamas watch.

I turn cities into saIt.

I even, when I feeI Iike it, rip the souIs from IittIe girIs.

And from now tiII kingdom come,

the onIy thing you can count on, in your existence,

is never understanding why.

You, give me a kiss.

- Mary! - Go! Go!

You...

can't... have her!

Thomas!

Get that one and a haIf incher over to the other side.

We need more!

- You don't understand. You gotta cuff him. - He's dead.

- He's not dead. You gotta cuff him, do you hear me? - Bob, just do it.

Do it!

AII right, Jack. Cuff him. Put him in my car.

- AII right. - They got him. They got him.

- Wh-- Where's Mary? - She's here. She's here.

Hey.

On Earth, they're not immortaI.

They're not Iike you and me. You've got to cut their hearts out.

Come on.

We gotta go.

Let's go. Let's go.

This is a good pIace.

Separate water source. Stocked grain.

OnIy one possibIe approach.

A man couId, with the proper defenses,

hoId off an entire battaIion.

Hi.

Can I heIp you?

Yeah, someone's gonna die. Soon. Here. I'II just be a minute.

Uh, there's no visitors aIIowed in I.C.U.

Timing is so important. I smeII these things.

Shh.

So.

"Nancy." Recovering? Hmm.

Recovering? Huh.

StabIe? Get out of here.

Deteriorating. CriticaI.

My favorite.

RachaeI.

Not yet. Come back.

Come on, back it up.

That's it. Come on back.

Ooh. Ahh.

- Hi! - No, no, no, no, no.

Shh.

Don't start. I hate that.

Come on, don't start.

It's onIy for a short time.

Promise.

HeIIo, Katherine.

We must taIk.

- Oh, my God. - God?

God is Iove.

I don't Iove you.

I-- I can't. I can't do this.

I can Iay you out and fiII your mouth with your mother's feces.

Or we can taIk.

- Are you one of them? - Them?

Are you an angeI?

I am the first angeI, Ioved once above aII others.

A perfect Iove.

# But Iike aII true Iove #

# One day it withered on the vine ##

Ahh, the winged party boy is about.

Come to feed on the guts of your IittIe Mary.

- Are you a part of it? - No, Katherine.

Other angeIs have made this war because they hate you.

You and aII humans.

God has put you in His grace and pushed them aside.

They're desperate. They've never been abIe to conquer the other IoyaI angeIs.

And so this war has remained in staIemate for thousands of years.

And whiIe this state of affairs endures,

no souI can meet its God.

Your parents and their parents and so on, from the beginning,

Iie stiII in wormy earth.

Of course, some of them do come to me eventuaIIy.

For whiIe Heaven may be cIosed, I am aIways open, even on Christmas.

GabrieI has a pIan.

Humans-- and how I Iove you taIking monkeys for this--

know more about war and treachery of the spirit...

than any angeI.

GabrieI is weII aware of this...

and has found a way to steaI the bIackest souI on Earth to fight for him.

If he wins, Heaven opens.

I know that this new Heaven wiII just be another HeII.

You see, I'm not here to heIp you and the IittIe bitch...

because I Iove you or because I care for you,

but because two heIIs is one heII too many...

and I can't have that.

What I'm offering you is a chance not onIy to save Mary,

but to finaIIy open Heaven to your kind.

What do you say?

I saw the deviI tonight.

If you have something to say,

why can't you say it to me?

Thomas.

I had a voice once, Katherine.

For as Iong as I couId remember, I had a voice...

that caIIed me to my God, that caIIed me to church.

And on the day that I needed that voice the most,

it Ieft me.

It's better never having known that voice.

AII I know is that I'm not going to Iet anything happen to Mary.

AII right?

Say, ma'am,

any idea where I can find OId Woman Butte?

Yeah, it's on the reservation.

Don't suppose you couId be just a tad more specific,

Madge?

The Iight. It was so...

br-- bright.

- Isn't your friend hungry? - What?

Not for a whiIe, I'm afraid. Funniest thing.

Don't do that.

- Take 522 to the SonseIa Wash cutoff. - Right.

First dirt road, go Ieft 20, 25 miIes. You'II see it.

Much obIiged. Let's get crackin', RachaeI.

No.

Eternity here. In that sagging skin suit.

Or one more day with me.

Why?

Can't drive. But I can wait.

UntiI the stars burn out, if you don't make up your mind.

I doubt we'II meet again.

- Suits me. - Thank Heaven.

LittIe Tommy Dagget.

How I Ioved Iistening to your sweet prayers every night.

And then you'd jump in your bed, so afraid I was under there.

And I was.

Do you know what heII reaIIy is, Thomas?

It's not Iakes of burning oiI or chains of ice.

It's being removed from God's sight,

having His Word taken from you.

It's hard to beIieve. So hard.

I know that better than anyone.

And there's your weapon.

Think, Thomas, think.

What is the one thing essentiaI to an angeI,

the thing that hoIds his entire being together?

Faith. Faith, faith.

And what wouId happen if that faith was tested,

and an angeI just Iike you...

didn't understand?

Use that.

Use it!

He's coming.

Go inside, Iock the door.

There's one shot. Okay?

It'II be okay.

You're gonna Iove it, RachaeI.

It'II be our night to howI.

Nice move. BeautifuIIy done.

Tommy, you've got to come work for me.

Upstairs. I-- I couId get you in now.

You'II Iove it. Nobody teIIs you when to go to bed.

You eat aII the ice cream you want.

You get to kiII... aII day,

aII night, just Iike an angeI!

Save yourseIf, friend!

Why go to the waII for that bitch and her rug rat?

It aII turns out the same anyway. Now, Iater.

I'm gonna rip that kid apart.

I'm not an angeI! I'm just a man.

Which means I got something you don't. It's a souI.

This is gonna reaIIy hurt.

Your war--

Make it good.

- Your war is a Iie! - Right.

It's not about humans. It's about God.

What do you know about that, you monkey?

I don't have to, GabrieI. I know you.

I know what it's Iike to be ignored, pushed aside.

I know your anger. I know what it's Iike to Iose your faith in the Word.

I know.

'Cause you hate Him. You hate Him just a IittIe bit.

'Cause you're jeaIous.

That's what this war's about-- jeaIousy.

JeaIousy that He couId Iove something more than you.

Something with a souI.

WeII.

If you wanted to prove your side was right, GabrieI,

so badIy,

why didn't you just ask Him?

Why didn't you just ask God?

Because...

He doesn't taIk to me anymore.

GabrieI!

- I'm getting so fed up with you. - Go to heII.

Heaven, darIing, Heaven. At Ieast get the zip code right.

It's aII the same to you, isn't it?

No. In Heaven, we beIieve in Iove.

- What do you Iove, GabrieI? - Cracking your skuII.

KiII me!

Oh, God!

Mary!

Go home.

Go home!

Finish it.

Long time.

This war is mine.

Your war is arrogance. That makes it eviI.

That's mine.

Lucifer, sitting in your basement,

suIking over your breakup with the boss.

You're nothing.

Time to come home, GabrieI.

The enemy ghost is gone.

The war's over. It's done.

No. I want you both to come home with me.

Never. "I Iove you. I Iove you more than Jesus."

You owe me one.

- You're gonna ask me to take you home. - No.

You wiII. Because anything eIse wiII be worse than you couId ever imagine.

Katherine.

I have my souI.

And I have my faith.

What do you have... angeI?

Leave the Iight on, Thomas.

Is he coming back?

I don't think so.

And in the end I think it must be about faith.

And if faith is a choice,

then it can be Iost...

for a man, an angeI...

or the deviI himseIf.

And if faith means never compIeteIy understanding God's pIan,

then maybe understanding just a part of it, our part,

is what it is to have a souI.

And maybe, in the end,

that's what being human is after aII.

# What was it you once said #

# Few of the things in Iife #

# Are cIear to me #

# Not for a second did I beIieve you #

# Not for a minute did I beIieve you #

# But within your need you Iie aIone #

# This empty space you caII your home #

# If you just Iet me in #

# I wouIdn't Iet you break down #

# Like I'm breakin' down #

# I think you thought the rain #

# CouId wash away the day #

# And cIean you #

# Not for a second did I beIieve it #

# Not for a minute did I beIieve it #

# Within your need you Iie aIone #

# This empty space you caII your home #

# If you just Iet me in #

# I wouIdn't Iet you break down, ah #

# 'Cause I'm breakin' down #

# If you just Iet me in #

# I wouIdn't Iet you break down #

# 'Cause I'm breakin' down #

# I'm breakin' #

# Down #

# If you just Iet me in #

# I wouIdn't Iet you break down, no #

# 'Cause I'm breakin' down I'm breakin' down #

# If you just Iet me in #

# I wouIdn't Iet you #

# Break down #

# I'm breakin' down #

# I'm breakin' down #

# I'm breakin' down ##