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Repeat after me.
I am firmly resolved,

- with the help of Thy grace...

to sin no more and to avoid
the near occasion of sin.

I firmly resolve to sin no more

and to avoid the near
occasion of sin.

- Amen.
- Amen.

I absolve you from your sins

in the name of the Father,

and of the Son and
of the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

It's okay.

Shh...

It's okay.

It's over.

Hmm.

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I'm sorry.

No, no, no, it's...

- It's my fault.
- I'm so sorry.

- I'm so sorry.
- It's my fault. No.

Wait.

Kristen!

:
Oh, help me, God.

Help me, God.

Help me.

Oh, God.

: Help me.

Help me.

Don't look.

Don't turn.

We're doing this.

We won't talk about it.

We won't mention it, ever.

We won't act on it again.

We can't.

I want you, David.

I want you more than
anyone I've ever wanted.

And I'm not leaving
here until you fuck me.

Just this once.

Shh.

- Mom!
- Ready, Mom!

- Mom!
- Where's Mom?

- Mom!
- Let us in.

- Mom!
- Will you sign my paper...?

I got her...

What's wrong? What did Lexis do?

Nothing. We were just talking.

- Well, she's the favorite child.

Okay, shh. I need you

to listen to me for a second.

- But we'll be late.
- Well, then,

Grandma can drive you.
This is important.

- Okay.
- Lexis and I have made a pact.

And we need your help
to make it come true.

Leland Townsend has been
approaching Lexis after school.

None of you look surprised, so
my guess is you knew about this?

Okay, okay, it's a
new day. It's okay.

I want you all to understand:

this man intends to hurt us.

He's a bad man, and he's
declared a war on us.

And I need the four of you
to work together to stop him.

Now Leland gave Lexis this note.

Do any of you know
what this means?

Daffodil? No.
Isn't it a flower, Mom?

- I think it's a...
- I have no idea...

Shh. I'm talking to you
like more mature girls now

because I need you all to be.

Okay? If Leland
approaches Lexis again,

or any of you, you tell me.

Not in a week, not in a day.

You call me that very instant.

Do you understand?

- Yeah.
Okay.

Good. Then give me a hug.

Hey, but we have to be quick.

- I love you. Now get to school.

- All right. Go, go, go, go.

Let's get to school. I
love you all so much.

- So much.
Grandma?

Thank you. Bye, Mom.
- Bye.

- Mom?
- Yeah?

I might have something for you.

Wow. I didn't know you
were this far along.

Yes. We're ready. Tonight.

We keep it at 43
degrees in here.

Are they looking for
money from the Church?

No. They want a body.

- Where's Kristen?

- Thought she'd be here.
- Probably running late.

Getting the girls off to school.

Up ahead,
you'll notice the capsule

where the subject's
body will go.

The lab environment is so
large to prevent outside heat

or radiation from
interfering with our results.

It all seems
a bit inexact.

It's all thermo-insulated
to eliminate the exchange

of radiant energy and radiation.

And underneath the
capsule... What's this?

A mass spectrometer,

sensitive down to one
septillionth of a gram.

So you're weighing the body
at the moment of death?

And that'll tell you what?

You believe a human body
just ends at death, correct?

Yup.
- Then, in theory,

there should be no
loss of mass or energy

when a person dies.

The first law of thermodynamics:

the body should weigh the same

immediately after
death as before.

Well, except for an exhalation

of breath and other fluids.

Feces, urine.

But they'll all be
trapped in this container,

and weighed before
and after death.

My experiment is about
the loss of mass or energy

that there is no
explanation for.

You want to measure
for the soul?

I am not
a religious person.

You call it a soul,

but I am measuring
for... consciousness.

If there is a loss of body
weight when a person dies,

what is it?

What does it weigh?
Where does it go?

Hmm. And if it weighs the same?

Then there's nothing
else to discuss.

There is nothing after death.

In 1901, a physician

named Duncan MacDougall
conducted an experiment

into the weight of the...

soul.

He conducted an experiment
with dying subjects

and weighed them
before and after death.

He found a difference
of 21 grams.

And has this experiment
been retried since?

No.
Why not?

It was seen as
scientifically unserious.

Because it
was about the soul?

No. Because science doesn't
have a religious agenda.

If it doesn't have
a religious agenda, then

why doesn't it try to
replicate the experiment?

Because you're trying to
use science as a crutch.

You're trying to use it to
prove there's life after death.

No, but why isn't
it treated the same way

- as quantum physics?
- Quantum physics?

It doesn't have a
religious agenda.

It's not trying to
prove there's religion.

- All right, all right, stop.
- Yes, but that's why...

Stop. This Dr. Swan...

She doesn't want money from us?

No. She-she wants
people who are dying.

Don't stop on my account.

Go ahead, David.

I have, uh... I don't
have anything else to say.

Well, there is a
priest in hospice care.

He has ASPS, a very rare cancer.

The doctors say he
has 24 hours to live.

I talked to him about this
experiment, and he volunteered.

Thoughts?

Let me try to clear the air
here, if you don't mind,

- Your Eminence.
- Please.

David, I know that you and
I got off on the wrong foot,

but I've been asked
by the cardinal

to look over your shoulder

for issues of liability.

Liability is a cross
we all have to bear.

Hi.

- I'm sorry I'm late.
That's perfectly fine.

We've been discussing this
soul scale experiment.

And the need
for a signed release

from the participating priest.

Yes, Ms. Bouchard?

- Hello.
- Hello.

Would you mind
backing up a few feet?

- What is this?
- A restraining order.

You've been served.

Monsignor, can't we
settle our disagreements

without these ad
hominem attacks?

Ms. Bouchard, this
is not necessary.

Oh, it's not a
restraining order for me.

I can take care of myself.

It's for my
11-year-old daughter.

- Excuse me?
Mr. Townsend

has approached my
daughter at school

on four separate occasions,

and he's asked her to
keep it a secret from me.

No, this is...

And he's also made her
uncomfortable with his touch.

I did not. What are you
talking about? This is insane.

Luckily, one of my
daughters took a photo,

and that is why the court
granted me this injunction.

That... that is a
misinterpretation.

Well, I guess it's a good thing

that the Catholic
Church has no issues

with older men
touching children.

Leland, let's step
outside for a second.

No, this is... this is
a lie, Your Eminence.

- This is just...
- Like you said, Leland,

liability is a cross
we all have to bear.

Let's just talk for a second.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Is everything all
right with Lexis?

We're getting back on track.

And everything else?

Yeah, we're good.

Good.

Ms. Bouchard, I've asked Leland

to take a step back
until we can investigate.

Thank
you, Your Eminence.

No, thank you for your patience.

And, David, if
you have a moment,

I need you to hear a confession.

How are you?

Embarrassed at
everybody making a fuss.

Who's that?

Our newest priest, David Acosta.

I wanted him to hear
your confession.

Well, you can.

No, no, we're too
good of friends.

So what's the word?

- Have I been approved?
- You have.

But it's going to be
a very isolated death,

I wanted to warn you.

You have to lie
alone in a chamber.

I'll be fine.

How much do you think
my soul will weigh?

: You'll
be a heavyweight.

David?

Father, forgive me,
for I have sinned.

I've had... I've
had impure thoughts.

Celibacy has been
difficult for me.

It's difficult for everyone.

No, my
mind is full of lust.

Thoughts of being held, holding,

that my life was
pointless without love.

You have God's love.

I never felt it.

I prayed for it.

But what if there's
just darkness, and

I spent my life being an idiot?

I don't want to die.

God will defend and protect you.

Congratulations,
Lynda the Lizard.

There are other animals
who want to be your friend.

Do you want to meet them?

Hello, Lynda. I'm
Pollie the Pig.

And I welcome you. Have
you built your house yet?

No.

Let me show you where
you should build.

How old are you, Lynda?

- 11. What about you?
- I'm 12.

My parents are
divorced. Are yours?

No, but my
dad is away a lot.

That sucks.

I like having someone to
talk to. How about you?

- Me, too.
Hello?

Your mom just called.

- Hey, where are the girls?
- I'm a girl.

Yes, but where are the
other girls? Your sisters.

Backyard?

Okay. Well, come on.
I'm ordering pizza.

- Your mom has to work late.
- Doing what?

I don't know. Demon
stuff. Let's go.

I have to go. I'll
see you tomorrow.

I can't wait. I'm lonely.

Me, too.

What do you
have? Give me a signal.

Let's go. Here he
comes. Let's get ready.

I'm sorry. Excuse me.

Vitals are online.

- I need a reading.
To the right.

- To the right.
Let's go!

He is alert,
oriented to self only.

This is feeling
very Frankenstein.

Yeah? Well, welcome
to fringe science.

Okay, the respirations
are still irregular.

Pulse 110. His lungs
are shutting down.

- The breathing is labored...
- We have to go, Father.

Through this holy anointing,
may the Lord through his love

and mercy help you with the
grace of the Holy Spirit.

Tachycardia to the 130s,
hypertensive to the 80s...

What? Where-where...?
What is this?

- We're here, Frank.
- Monsignor, we don't have time.

- Then make time.
- We don't have time.

He's losing
consciousness.

- Father?
Pulse 110.

- His organs are shutting down.
- Ah.

Do you still want to do this?

- The experiment.
- Ah.

Do you want to go forward?

I don't want to die.

I know.

But do you want this experiment?

The weight of the soul.

Uh-huh.

You approve?

Yeah.

You were a good friend.

We're running out of
time! Let's go! Let's go!

- Good. Push him in. Let's go.

Great.
Lower it slowly.

Slowly. Be careful.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

Bring it down slowly.

- Okay, let's go.
Clear the floor!

Let's go!

Cardiac stats are live.
Stats live.

- Is the equipment in place?
Almost.

- Where are we on the vitals?
Dropping.

You have less than
five. BP has plummeted.

O2 saturation is poor. He's
in respiratory distress.

Heart rate is irregular.

He's going to go
into cardiac arrest.

House lights!
- House lights!

House lights!

Seal turrets.

How do I talk to him?

Frank, can you hear me?

Nah.

Frank?

Where are you?

I'm watching you on a screen.

First ring... check.

Check!
- Second ring...

- Check.
- Check!

Third ring?
Check.

Fourth ring?

"When this body
contained a spirit,

a kingdom was too
small to hold it."

Seventh ring?
Check.

"Now two paces to
the vilest earth..."

"is room enough."

Tenth ring?
Check!

What are you guys talking about?

- It is cold.

- I know.
All right,

everybody, we're close.

You've done
everything you could.

Let God take you.

But if He won't?

He will, Frank.

Ready?
Any second now.

Where is your hand?

Where are you?

I'm here.

Vitals are
dropping rapidly.

I'm holding you.

Can't feel you.

Up one bar!

Engage the scale.

Look sharp, guys. This is it!

61,008.66 grams pre-death.

- Do I have confirmation?
Confirmation.

The radiation
efflux: .055578.

- Status?
- Pulse 130, climbing;

BP, 70/150.

EEG irregular. Get ready.

What was that?

Check his weight.

Everybody, get ready.

We're about to go.

15 seconds tops.

Frank, can you hear me?

Pulse is
continuing to climb.

We are
ten seconds away.

Frank?

Yeah. Cardiac arrest.

Got a flatline.
Check on our time.

- Look.
We got movement, people.

We've got movement on the scale.

Can somebody check energy?

What's going on?

24 grams.

Lock it in. 24.63.

- That's the difference.

You got an issue, Doctor.

Oh, my God.
Detecting power grid.

Yeah, you've got a power
surge. Your particle sensors.

No, that's not possible.
Did we maintain the efflux?

Condition of the
container maintained

and providing vital
and accurate readings.

Okay.
Okay, track that.

Now the contraction
chamber coming in.

- None of this makes sense.
- Oh, my God.

What the hell?

This doesn't look right.

Can someone give me an
accurate reading, please?

This can't be right.
Vitals are not...

Am I dead?

F-Frank?

Hello?

Hello?!

Hey, it's Dad.

I'll huff, and I'll puff.

Turn that off, Lexis.

I can't hear.

- Whoa!

You cannot see that.

Hello? Sheryl?

- Dad?
- Hey.

- Are you okay?
- Hey, Lynn.

- What?
- Just a second.

- Hi.
- : Hi.

- Hi. How are you?
- Good.

- You're home early.
- Yeah, I wanted to...

- Well, where were you guys?
- Uh, upstairs watching TV.

Why are the locks changed?

Mom was worried about
someone harassing Lexis.

What?

- What happened?

We're trying to figure that out.

I'm not dead!

Okay, maybe we should
get you off there.

- Come on. Come on.
- Oh.

Mwah.

I always wanted to do that,

and now I have.

Let's put that down, please.

No. I'm hungry.

What happened?

I don't know, but he was
medically dead for 56 seconds,

with a loss of 24 grams.

His soul left his body?

No, he's still 24 grams lighter.

Uh, so he's walking
around without a soul?

Well, obviously, he
can't be without a soul,

because there he is.

What are you all
whispering about?

Just happy to have you back.

Ah.

There's obviously a
malfunction in your system.

- Mm-mm.
- Okay, the explosion,

the lights out there.

No. We need a
greater sample size.

I'm a medical mystery.

So what is this?
Candy salad.

- It's really healthy.
You got to try it.

- Come on.
- No, no, no, no.

- Yeah, you know you want to.
- Airplane!

- Oh! Okay, okay.
- Yummy!

- Yeah!
- Mmm.

- It's so good, right?
- So, listen.

How is your
grandmother these days?

Mm. Rad-G? She's good.

Rad-G? Is there anything
weird about her?

- Okay, this is awful!
- No, it's not.

- You're crazy. This stuff is...
- Try another bite.

- We do. Yeah.
- I know. I know.

Where is Lexis? Oh,
this is truly awful.

You need to build
a kitchen, too.

Don't use all your lumber.

- Do you have a kitchen, Pollie?
- I do.

And I will show it to you.

I'm just arguing with my mom.

She's so mean!
Is your mom mean?

Dad's looking for you.

What are you doing
on Lynn's bed?

- Playing.
- Let me see.

No.

My mom's mean. Is yours?

Who's that?

- Leland.
- What?

Leland. He's trying to trick me

into thinking he's
a little girl.

My mom keeps nagging me.

How do you know?

He keeps on asking about Mom,
and he doesn't type like a girl.

- Lynda?
Well, then,

- you shouldn't be...
- Lynda?

Wait. Then what are you doing?

- Pretending to be tricked.
- Why?

I want to know what
he wants to know.

- Then I'll tell Mom.
- Lynda, are you still there?

My mom's mean. Is yours?

I want to do it, too.

- You're too young.
- I'm not.

Okay, get your iPad.

: Well,
look who's home.

Yup.

Did Kristen know you
were coming home tonight?

Nope.

Did you say good night
to the girls at least?

- Yup.

Well, you're a font of
information, aren't you?

Yeah, and, uh, I'm
home permanently,

so, uh, I want you out of the
garage by the end of the week.

Have you talked to your wife?

I'm home, Sheryl,

and, uh, I don't like
what you do to my house.

I don't know what you're about,

with your little voodoo dolls,

- and your...
- Ooh.

- And all your stuff.

But I don't want
it near my family,

so I want you out by
the end of the week.

You're an ungrateful
asshole. Do you know that?

Yes, I do.

I've suspended my life
to babysit for free.

I've put everything on hold...

Congratulations.
Now I want you out.

Shut the fuck up.

- How dare you?
- Yes.

How dare I? How
dare I be a husband?

Your time to be a
husband was a year ago.

No, no, no. Listen, Sheryl,
it doesn't work anymore.

Okay? The guilt trips,
the nasty comments.

Do I look affected by it?

Now get the fuck
out of my house.

- Listen, Daddy.

You don't want to
get on my bad side.

Oh, my God, you have a bad side?

You're on.

Eddie, my Eddie, give me
the clarity and wisdom

to know how to
stop this goddamn,

cocksucking piece of
motherfucking shit.

Oh. Oh, my God.

Help me. Help me, help me.

Help me, God.

What am I doing?

Help me, God.

Help me to see you when I die.

David.

: No!
Kristen, we said once. No.

But I didn't mean it,
and you didn't, either.

Oh. This is insane.

The way you fucked
me last night.

The way we came together.

- We can't keep doing this.

Sure we can. It's
just you and me.

Kiss me.

Mmm.

- Ah.
- What the fuck?

- What?
- Your tongue.

Oh. Yeah, I just got it
done. Do you like it?

You're... you're not...

Who are you?

Kristen. Feel my breasts.

Mmm. Feel how wet I am.

- Oh, my God. What are you?
- Mmm.

Does it matter? I can
feel how hard you are.

So you're home now?

Mm-hmm. Forever.

No more business?

Well, I got a buyer. Bash.

- Good.
- Yeah.

I want to use the money
to add onto the house.

Yeah, yeah, the girls
said. A bathroom?

Yeah, and one more bedroom.

Can we afford it?

We will. I promise.

And one more thing.

I want your mother gone.

I know you do.

I agree.

It's all good. Thank
you. Thank you.

Go see Sister Gertrude.

I'm fine.

Oh.

What? Matt's not with you?

- Matt?
- H-His Eminence.

Oh, uh, no. He-he wanted
us to see you first.

Oh, well, sit down.

I'm making him nervous.

I mean, I spent my whole life
not saying what I thought,

and now, suddenly, I
want to say it all.

Do you remember what
happened in the chamber?

Well, I remember being alone.

Uh-huh.

And reaching out my hand,
and-and... and Matt's voice.

I remember that. He
said, "Let God take you."

And then?

Then I saw something.

People in a room.

They were smiling at each
other, they were reaching out.

And their arms were really long,

and they were stretching
out toward me.

And I was starting
to move toward them.

But it was suddenly
such a long distance.

: I thought
it was across a room,

but it seemed to be miles.

And then, I felt
something on my back.

I think a hand.

It was Matt's hand,

and he was smiling at me,

so I turned...

Then I was alive again.

So, I have no soul, right?

- I can't say that.

Tell Matt to come
see me. Please.

Medically?

So, the mass in his lungs...
The ASPS... has disappeared.

And the cancer in his
lymph nodes is shrinking.

So, how do we explain this?

A miracle.

What was he like
before he got sick?

Nothing like this.

He was serious and-and intense.

Hmm.
- He would never...

Kiss you?

Yes.

He said he felt your
hand on his back

and saw you smile,

and that's why he decided
to come back to his body.

How do we explain
the continued loss

of the-the weight?

Yeah, the-the sensors.
They malfunctioned.

Dr. Swan would like to
do the experiment again.

- With Father Ignatius?
- No, with a new patient.

Okay. I'll talk to hospice.

We have a nun, Sister Gertrude,
who's in her last days.

Yes?

I think you should go see him.

He's asked for you.

I will. When I can.

I want him to recover first.

Uh, do you have a minute?

Yeah, I do.

- Maybe we should...
- Yeah, I think so.

- So...

about the other night, um...

Look, we-we don't
have to talk about it.

- I was in the wrong.
- You-you weren't.

I was just as involved.

You stopped us. That's
the most important thing.

What do you mean, I stopped us?

I-I just think it's best
to move on, you know?

Kristen, are you...

are you talking about the
night you came to confess?

Yes.

But I didn't stop us.

We kept... going.

Meaning?

Meaning...

we had sex.

David, I-I don't know
what you're referring to,

but I went home

after you stopped us,

after, um...

Okay.

We kissed, but we
didn't have sex.

I went home.

You mean the night
you confessed?

Yes.

You left, and...

and you didn't come
back at all that night?

No. Wh-What did you think?

Nothing.

It was late.

I-I must've been tired.

Everything's good.

- Okay, great. You sure?
- Yes.

Great. Let's just not
be awkward together, okay?

'Cause...

Definitely. Yeah.

- Good stuff.
- Yeah.

Hey, Kurt, do you have a
minute? I need a referral.

Oh, this is all new to me.

I mean, I-I... I had something
like this in-in Bali.

I mean, I couldn't
even get on the plane,

my back hurt so bad.

Well, call a
doctor. Why call me?

Because I see it every
night... Your fuckin' demon.

- Hey, don't swear.
- Ow!

You can emphasize just as
much without a swear word.

Okay, you're right.
Just help me.

Ugh.

Men who build their lives
on sand... they call me.

They're intrigued by
someone who is certain.

But that doesn't mean
they want to be certain.

They just want to be
excused of their struggle.

But I won't excuse you.

When you die,

God won't look at your struggle.

He'll look at what you believed.

And then that demon will return.

And there'll be no more hope.

Live in fear of that day.

Hi.

You work with David?

I do.

David thinks highly of you.

Oh, well, I think
very highly of him.

You were baptized.

And you turned away.

Is that what David says?

No, but it's the truth.

Kristen? Is
that you out there?

Oh, my God, Kurt.

- What happened?

Ah, we tried to go to Hawaii.

Didn't even make
it on the plane.

My back gave out.

- Killing me.
- Let me call my chiropractor.

No, no, no, my wife is on it.

You need a referral?

Let me make some calls.
What's, uh, going on?

Well, uh...

Andy's home.

Um, permanently now.

Well, that's good, isn't it?

Yeah. Um, it's-it's just

that I'm a-a-a...
a little worried,

um, distracted.

By your priest friend?

We're both distracted.

You know what you need to do?
This is just friendly advice.

You need to normalize
the relationship.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

Invite the priest over to
dinner with your family.

Make everybody
comfortable together.

So there's no secrets,
no hidden agendas.

Just make it all normal.

That's actually a good idea.

Ouch on the "actually,"
but thank you.

I sometimes play
pranks on my mom.

What pranks?

I put medicine in her food,
just to see if she reacts.

Can I play, too?

No, we just want to play alone.

Hey, that was rude.

Just tell him you have
cancer and you're dying.

Oh, no. Nobody wants to be my
friend 'cause I have cancer.

That's too bad, but
we are having fun.

We'll be your friends.

Okay, you two, I want you both
outside into the sunshine.

- Okay?
- We're doing homework, Dad.

They are not doing homework.

- Shut up, Lila!
- No, no, don't say "Shut up."

- Dad, you're always...
- No, no, don't.

I don't know. I do not...

- Listen, I just want...

Okay, good.

I'm closing the door.
Do your homework!

- What are you doing?
- Aah!

- Moving the bed.
- Why?

Feng shui.

- Really? Cool.
- Mm.

- In-in what way?
- Well, you're not supposed

to have your feet
pointing toward the door,

'cause that's like
a body in a coffin.

So... grab that.
Grab that end.

Mm. Mm-hmm. Uh, which-which
way are we going?

- Spinny that way.
- Okay.

Okay, yeah, yeah.
Go, go, go, go, go.

- Okay. What?
- Wait, wait, wait, wait,

- wait, wait, wait.
- What?

What?

What's this?

It looks like dish water.
- Or buried treasure.

- Do you want me to open it?
- Do it.

- Oh! Uh...
- Oh, my God!

- Dad, that smells terrible.
- I know. That's...

- Oh, my God.
- What is that?

Oh.

Ugh. Ugh.

- Is everything all right, Dad?
- Yeah. Yeah, yeah.

I'm just washing it out.

Yeah, I'm gonna get
some air freshener.

- It still smells in here.
- Yup, good idea.

- Okay, yeah.

Just wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Dad, I have to
go to the bathroom!

- Just wait a second, okay?

- Well, just wait there.
- Please?

- No, Dad!
- He said wait a minute.

- Yeah, yeah. Just wait!
Hurry, Dad! Please!

- Hurry up!

Okay.

Dad!

Please open!

- Okay, stop it, stop it.

- We need another bathroom.
- I know that.

- What's that?
- This is a jar.

What's it for? Like, licorice?
It looks like it's for licorice.

- Wait.
- What are you doing?

- Just, shh.
- Ew.

Okay, do yours.

I have to go first!

Here we go.

See some vitals. I want
to see some vitals online.

- Careful.
- Right this way.

- Right here, okay?

So who's this now?

This is Sister Gertrude.

She's a nun from hospice,
dying of heart disease.

Kristen. How lovely.

What are you doing here?

I've gotten a
reprieve. Praise Jesus.

You need to
get out of here.

Yes, I know you assessors
would prefer no oversight,

but the cardinal is worried
about parish liability.

Poor woman.

And when I explained to him

that I was at your
daughter's school

at the request of the principal,

they agreed to investigate.

Are you going to hit me now?

Would you like that?

You're buzzing.

Oh, shit.

Uh, okay.

I can only answer one of
you at a time. Just one.

Wait. Where did I
say I was from again?

You said you were
from New Mexico.

- Wait. Am I 12, or are you 12?
- No.

- No, you're 12, and I'm eight.
- You're eight?

- Yeah.
- Does he actually buy that?

Wait. Let's-let's all ask a
question at the same time.

- Yeah.
- Okay, ready? Five, four.

Three, two, one.

What's your favorite
stuffed animal?

- For Christ's sake.
- BP's 70/50, O2 sat down.

Six, three, check.
Check.

Pulse 110, climbing.

She's losing consciousness.

Engage the scale.

Pre-death: 48,235.66 grams.

- Do I have confirmation?

Radiation
efflux .055572.

You still got a
problem up there!

No time! We're seconds away!

She's in
respiratory distress.

Heart rate is irregular.

She's going to go
into cardiac arrest.

- We're losing her!

- Whoa!
- Radiation efflux .055572!

- What's happening?
- Just...

She's getting heavier?

That-that can't be.

36 grams heavier.

That was crazy.

You know
what's even crazier?

Oh, gosh, I-I don't know
if I have room for more.

The doctors said she
had Stage IV cancer,

ASPS, the same thing that
Ignatius was dying of.

How is that possible?

I don't know. It
was overlooked.

Or...

Yes, Father?

Maybe the souls
don't weigh anything.

Maybe demons do.

Maybe demons weigh us down.

You're saying a
demon left Ignatius

during his near-death
experience?

Yes.

You pointed at the
sensors near the roof.

They were green throughout.

What if that was the energy from
the demon that left Ignatius?

And when Sister Gertrude
died, the demon possessed her.

That's why she died heavier

and with the cancer
that left Ignatius.

Okay, look, science
is not a game.

It's not a toy, okay?

It just needs a
larger sample size.

-It's about
repeatable phenomena.

Exactly.
- Right, but what if

God doesn't repeat?

Oh, my God, please don't tell me
you're going over to his side.

No, no, no. I'm not.
I'm-I'm-I'm just... asking.

Yeah, this is why you can't
use science to get to God.

It's a fool's mission.

Where's he going?

- Another parish.
Hmm.

They both requested it.

Why?

They're worried what
will happen if they stay.

- Fucking kids.

Save me.

Hello?

Over here.

You're not real.

Exactly.

Check your catechism.

This isn't forbidden.

Unless you want it
to be forbidden.

Unless you want me to do things
to you that are truly forbidden.

Maybe bite my hand

- to keep from screaming.

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