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A beautiful babygirl.| Yes. Yes,|she's just perfect. I'll giveyou to Sister Yvonne.|She's dying to talk toyou. Mrs. York,|wait until you see her. She's a tiny miracle.| Yes. Yes, ofcourse.| Then we'll expectyou.| All right. Bye.| The clouds sweep away the color.| Leaves everything like|a black and white photograph. Tell me about the parents. Any history|of drug abuse or alcohol addiction? We're supplying the environment,|but we're inheriting the genes, whether the mother was traumatized|during the period of gestation. It's all important.| You're going to be the mother|ofthis child, not her lawyer. Right. Sister, I'm so sorry.| I'm soinsecure aboutall this.| You know we tried so hard.| I'm not anxious to take on a load|of problems I'm not prepared for. -She has a "sins of the father thing".|-I do not. The mother was at university|and the fatherwas an exchange student. Sweetheart, ifthere are|any complications, psychological or physical,|we'll handle it. She's got us.|My best friend's a doctor. Besides, I play racquetball|with a couple ofgood shrinks. You're such a wise guy.| She's beautiful.| It's okay.| Oh, she's beautiful.| Bye, bye.| Bye.| Hush, little baby|Don'tsaya word Mommy's gonnabuyyouamockingbird|Want togo tosleep? Shh!| Quiet, quiet.| -Ooh.|-Ta-da She's beautiful!| Everybody, I'd like you to meet...| Delia.| What's she gonna sing?| -Any requests?|-I don't know. When she's hungry, she can hit notes Tina Turner|hasn't thought of. Ow!| She scratched me.| Excuse me. Doctor in the house.| Let's take a look at this.|It's nothing. You'll be all right. I don't know what happened.| She stopped crying as soon as Gene|picked her up. I don't know what I did. Aye-yie-yie!| Maybe this pin came undone|whileyou were burping her. -What museum did we get this from?|-I take fullblame. I was the one who insisted that she go|aunatural with diapers and safety pins. Well, I don't think|it merits a law suit. -Butyou come see me in the morning.|-Okay. Come on. Here. Come on.| -Delia, don't scratch your mommy.|-You okay? An eclipse is hardly an event,|SisterYvonne. Hardly an event?|A spontaneous eclipse? Howmanyspontaneous eclipses|haveyouseeninyourlife? Don't speak to me|in that fashion! You've damned us,|cursed us with that child! I can think ofno worse curse|than the murder ofa child! -We should never have been born!|-Be quiet! DearFatherin heaven,|we are heartilysorry... Quiet!| No!| I don't believe this.| Yeah, well,|antibiotics willstop it. But those red marks|mean serious infection, don't they? How can a baby's fii ngernail|do so much damage? Who knows? I had a client who got|athlete's foot in the Caribbean. She almost lost her leg.| -Yeah, Lou, but this...|-Karen, I'm a doctor. I've seen every conceivable type|ofinfection, believe me. On a scale ofone to ten,|this is a big two. The good news is,|you gotyour baby! -Yeah.|-No more testing. Isn't that a relief? -Just my annual PAP smear.|-That's right. I just don't get it.|Gene and I have been tested. We're both okay. I should've|been pregnant a dozen times by now. Karen, that happens to lots ofcouples.|Three times a day. -Thankyou.|-WhatmadeyouandGene decide|on thename "Delia"? -It's a pretty name, isn't it?|-Beautiful. It means "always visible" in Greek.| Besides, IhadanAuntDelia...| who was the fiirst woman|in ourhometown torun foroffiice. Thought it might be|a good-luck name as well. -Oh, yeah? Grooming her for offiice?|-It's a family tradition. Nowsanctify this water...| that Your servants who are washed in it|may become one... with Christ's death|andresurrection, tobe cleansed|anddeliveredfromsin. Anoint them with Your HolySpirit, that|theymaybeborn again in Your church, that theymaybecomeinheritors|ofYourglorious kingdom. Delia, Ibaptizeyou...| in thename ofthe Father, theSon,| andthe HolySpirit.| Give hertome.| Theysay thata child thatcries|is closerto God. Thereyou go. Right there.| Yes, Delia!|Isn't that beautiful? Boo!| Boo! Yeah.| Say "hi".| Hi, Daddy. Whoops.| Don'tyou look pretty!| Smile nice, Mr. Congressman.| Dropyour drawers forCapitolHill.| Sure was convenient...| that somebody took that picture|of Resnick in the motel room. Who cares who took it?|Someone nailed the incumbent. Resnick is a crook|and whoremonger. Those photographs|will bury him. You've had six weeks to think about it.|What doyou say? -Why doyou want me to run,Jake?|-Fishing. For answers, not compliments.|You know what I stand for. How many hours haveyou spent|complaining to me... about the bungling bureaucracy|and howyou'd change things? A couple thousand at least.| Nowis the time toput|somemuscle whereyourmouth is. A lot ofus agree with you|and think they all ought to take... theirsweetdeals, perks|andbulgingpensions andtakeahike. You'reyoung. Youdon'tneedthemoney.|Youcome from apoliticalfamily. You've got the looks, the brains.|Everything that spells voter appeal. -I said, no compliments.|-That was the downside. Wait till you hear|what I like aboutyou. Gene York,|popular Virginia legislator, has announcedhe willrun forcongress|forthe 14th Districtseat... nowheldby thescandal-ridden|Graham Resnick. Exitpolls at this timeindicate...| that Gene York should win the 14th|Districtbyan unprecedentedmajority. You've got a meeting|with Noland tomorrow at 2:00. Congressman York,|newchair ofthe Finance Committee, has been fiighting for|thehomeless reliefbill. Look overthere,Jake.| Look at this.| She almost took the head clean off!| She's real rough on prom queens.| llie, ollie, oxen free| I'll find you|behind a tree -Boo!|-Boo. Boo!| Cuckoo! Cuckoo!| Delia!| Delia, this isn't funny!| Delia.| Delia!| Delia!| Delia!| Delia, come out now, please.| Delia!| Delia!| No! No!| Delia!| -Lookwhatyou've done, you dumb dog!|-No, no, no! He saved my daughter's life.|Areyou okay, baby? Areyou okay? Yeah?| He's beenbathed,|hadhis shots. All checked out. He's fii ne.| She adores him.|He adores her. Okay, okay.| He'dbegoodprotection|forhertoo. Congressman Gene York|kickedoffhis reelection campaign... byissuing arenewedpledge for|theplightofthe disadvantaged. Thepopular Virginia congressman|continues toleadallpolls. I thinkwe should|get one thing clear. You guys don't know|whatyou're doing. There's a witch|wholives on top ofthat tower. Anyone who has the courage|to climb that ladder, will be granted|anywish theywant. I could do it|if I wanted to. -You're afraid ofheights.|-No, I'm not. I'm not talking toyou,Jerome.| Miss Norris!| Whatis going on?| -But he hit her! Her lip was cut.|-I've heard enough! Ifhe did,|she probably deserved it. She spit at him. Bit him so hard|his hand swelled up. You've got a psycho|for a daughter. And you, Mr. Congressman,|see what happens next election. Mr. Creighton,|I never bow to threats. Please leave|before I lose my temper. Whata fiirst-classjerk.| Doyousupposeithappened...| the way Delia told us it happened?| Sure.| Why not?| -Hi, sweetheart.|-Hi, Daddy. Tell me.| Exactlywhat kind ofproblems haveyou|been having with this boy at school? He's always doing something to me.| Calling me names or hitting me.| Areyou sureyou didn't start it?| He started it by putting his gum|in my hair that very fii rst day. I know. I remember.| How about doing your dad a big favor,|and staying far away from him? That whole family is trouble.| Daddy, there won't be any trouble.| That's my girl.| I promise.| -Can you identify this one for me?|-Killerwhale! Andwhere does itgo?| That's perfect. You got it.|We're fii nished. Recess. Thankyou. Hey!| Gimme mywatch back!| Give itback!| -Don'tyou dare!|-You're so brave, come get it! I'm gonna tell Miss Norris.| "I'm gonna tell Miss Norris".|You big crybaby. Come on,Jerome!| Teacher!| I warned you about this,|but no, you're not gonna pay attention. That kid is trouble!|I mean it! You'll hear from me.| Lookat the children.|They don'tpayanyattention toher. -Shestillhasn'tmade friends.|-Somekids takemore time. -Besides, she's more mature than most.|-Yeah. Sheneeds friends, though.| Thereyou go.|Melissa? Alex, you'll be next.| Hereyou go.| Alex?| Paul?Come on.| Areyou sure he's gentle? I mean,|it's her fii rst time on a horse. Honey, it's a fiirstday|forall ofus. Delia?| Hi, honey.| Let's go, Delia.| Delia!| -Delia!|-Don't move her. I'll get help. It looks likeyou're gonna be|our guest for a while, Delia. -Hi, sweetheart. What is it?|-Let's talk outside. Be right back, honey.| Thankyou.| What?| You can relax.|There's no sign ofinternal bleeding, butl'm gonnarun a couple tests|andtakesomeXrays. Aside from a fewbruises|andmaybeaslightconcussion... Thank God.| I still don't understand|why that horse bolted. That happens sometimes, Gene.|Especiallywhen a child... -is becoming a woman.|-What? Delia started menstruating.| That's impossible.|She's only eightyears old. It's notimpossible.| It's rare, but it's not impossible.| I'll helpyou explain it to her|ifyou want. Yeah.| Youlook tired, Karen.|Youcanaffordsomehelp. She's old enough. Do it.| -So sorry to have keptyou waiting.|-It's okay. Just got off the phone with the agency.|They gaveyou a four-star rating. They like to recommend me|for special families. Special families?| Families with special needs.|I like a challenge. Well, welcome to the Olympics.| Come up.|I wantyou to meet Delia. That's Ryder. He's friendly. Delia?| -I'd like you to meet Miss Thueson.|-Jo. Please call me Jo. Short forJosephine.|First names are more friendly. -Hello.|-Hi, there, Delia. -What's this?|-That's a healing crystal. Isn't thatpretty?| Come on, I'll showyou|toyour room. I'm notanti-business,Jake.| But I'm not gonna letyou|pave over parks with concrete eyesores. You cripple construction,|you cripple the country. You campaigned for me soyou could have|a connection on the Hill. -I don't deserve that.|-You've gotten greedy. You're trying to turn me|into what we both hated. Good boy, Ryder.| Yeah. Good boy.| Come on. Come on, Ryder.| -They grow like that with points?|-Mm-hmm. The Book ofLight.| That's all about healing and crystals.| And stupidjunk!| I'm going out to play.| Delia, come back here.| No, it's okay, Mrs. York.|Let her get used to me a little. She'll get used toyou|after she apologizes. Excuse me. Delia!| They're all black!| Noah, canyoucome over?|Ineedto talk. You feel it too?|Tightening in the throat? -Yeah.|-Ever since I got here. Energy's real low.| Look at my palms.| -Is that the girl?|-Yeah. What doyou get from her?|Anything? Very weird.| It's more like a... It's more|like a muddy pool than an aura. It's like mud and molasses.| Swirls ofred paint.| Does that mean|what I think it does? A verynegative life force.| -Red means violence.|-She's got a violent streak, all right. Swirled together like that,|it means rage and chaos. Is she dangerous?| Why don'tyou get her|on my turf? Bring her to the fair.|Let others see her. That was my plan.| Why don'tyou get out?|I'll seeyou at the fair. -Areyou all right?|-Yeah. Your creepy friend|almost caused an accident. -Was he drunk?|-No, Mrs. York. He was sick.|You saw him, Delia. He was sweating,|he couldhardly catch his breath. Maybe he was sick.| -Jo said she saw what?|-She saw|an inverted cross on the mirror. I'm sure there's some explanation|for it. You can handle it. I know I can handle it.|I just wanted to talk toyou about it. I've got a committee meeting.|I've gotta go. Yousawthe crossyourself.| No, I don't know.| I don't know anything anymore.|I'm tired. I knowyou're tired.|That's why I'm here. I understand kids.|Theyjust want to fiit in. Let me take her out this weekend,|just the two ofus. -There's a psychic fair.|-Psychic fair. Psychic fair? I don't know. I don't want Delia|getting involved in anything strange. There's nothing strange|about metaphysics and new thought. It's very positive.|She'll be one up on her friends. -She doesn't have any friends.|-Maybe she'll make new friends. Okay.| Okay.| ommm.| Oommm.| Thankyou. Let's go.| Oh, look.| Have a cup.| I see a face.| He's a very important man,|and I'm sure he will be... I feel a strong aura emanating...| Okay, here's what we've got.|This should helpyou interpret it. No. No.| You're a dancer, many lifetimes.| Ballet. Not here, abroad.| -Europe? Netherlands?|-Belgium. What? What? What is it?| -Very nice.|-Thankyou. Enjoy the fair.|Thankyou. -What's thisplace?|-Noah and a couple offriends. Let's get our picture taken.| -Whatareyoudoing?|-I thought it would be fun|to get our picture taken. No, you didn't!| Oh, my God.|It'sjust like I saw it. This isn't an aura.|It's like an infection. Pestilence.|Look how it's spread overJo. Noah, these colors, or lack of,|ofsepia and black... This is the aura ofa Borgia,| not a little girl.| No!| -Delia, wait!|-Leave me alone! Leave me alone! Come on!| -Does anyone know|how the fii re started?|-No. -Know what a Kirlian photograph is?|-No. It photographs auras.|Jo was given... One ofthese photographs was taken|ofher and Delia at the psychic fair. I don't believe|in any ofthat stuff. What does that have|to do with the fii re? Even ifyou don't believe in that stuff,|there's other stuff. Like lying, accusations|about dual behavior. Delia behaves differently|in front ofother people|than she does in front ofus. You're notanswering my question.|Whatdoes this have to do with the fiire? What I'm trying to say is...| Jo says that Delia...| is a very powerful personality.| Like "Carrie setting fii re|to the prom"... powerful?| Karen,| would you give me|a major break here? Shame onyou|forbuying into thatcrap... andletting othersjudge|the childyouhave. Whatis thematter|withyour vision? Tsk. Anyway, I'm committed|to havingJo stay. She's determined to get through|to Delia, and I want her to try again. I understand the guys|have patched things up. Yeah. Thank God.|Jake flew up to meet him. Hejustgotcarriedaway|with having a friendin ahighplace. He helpedput Gene there.| Areyou talking about Daddy?| My daddy's going to be president.| No, Iorderedthered.|Iorderedthered. Areyou sure there's enough seating|for 200? Watch out for the ferns! Go. Delia's alone.|This is a chance for us to talk. -Just pack up and come with me.|-I can't, Noah. You have the photograph.|You're sharing her aura. Everything she touches turns to illness.|The tone below illness is death! For heaven's sake,|she'sjust a little girl. What wereyou doing?| Meditating.| Asking for guidance.| I just want to helpyou, Delia.| -Ifyou'll just help me to understand.|-What? About what happened|at the psychic fair... and other things.| About the trouble with the kids|at school, starting with kindergarten. I know theywere|unkind toyou there. Yes.Jerome teased me.| He stuck gum in my hair,|kicked in my lunch pail. He hit me. Is that whyyou hurt him?| I didn't hurt him.|He was a sissy. And then his fatherwas killed|in that terrible accident. -How did you feel about that?|-I don't know. In my bathroom, the cross?| Upside down?| -Doyouknow what thatmeans?|-Yes. -Who taught that toyou?|-My father. Your father taughtyou that?| My father... is your father.| I don't... I don't understand.| What's the matterwith you?| Why did you do that?|What evil madeyou do that? Mrs. York! Mrs. York! Mrs. York!| Mrs. York!| Mrs. York! Mrs. York!| Jo! Jo dead. Dead.| Relax, relax, Karen.| Relax.Just let go.| Let go. That's right.| That's right. Good.| Sorry. She's, uh...|She's okay. What, Lou?| I think Karen may be pregnant.| What?| We've sedated her.| -He toldus ifwe stopped|tryingyoumightgetpregnant.|-Iknow, but... But what? We were both tested,|and there was nothing wrong. There was a 50-50 chance|you'd get pregnant, and you did. -Now, be happy.|-I am happy. I'm just not going|to let anything happen. -What could happen?|-I don't know. -I gotta go. Have a good one.|-Bye. Have a good day.| Mrs. York!| Youshould've seenherface.| She doesn't want me|to have this baby. Karen, come on. How can you say|something like that? She wouldn't try to hurtyou.|You said yourself, it'sjust a game. Childrenjust don't know|when to stop. I thinkyou'rejust...|I thinkyou're nervous... Oh, that's gonna be an umbrella excuse|forwhatever I'm feeling|over the next fiive months. Icanseeitcoming.|Gene! Our daughter isn't sacrosanct.| Every time her odd behavior|is mentioned, you get defensive. Herbehavioris notodd.|Lou toldyou. When childrennolongerfeelthe center|ofattention, they do outrageous things. That's what happened.| I had a serious talkwith her.| She promised|she wouldn't do it again. There's all kinds ofthings.|Jo's Book ofLight. She flashed it at me at the window|like she wanted me to see it. Ifounditin thebushes.|Parts are underlined, making|references to Biblepassages. In it was aphotograph|ofJoandDelia at thepsychic fair. -Karen...|-It was a Kirlian photograph. Gene, pleaselisten tome!| I talkedto theman who tookit.|He was a friendofJo's. -Itphotographs auras.|-Honey, come on! Don'tyou think it's odd our daughter|has never had any childhood illnesses? Not necessarily. She obviously|has a strong immune system. Strong immune system.|Friends, friends. She has no friends.|Don'tyou think that's odd? Yes, I know that's odd,|but I didn't have any friends too. I was an only child,|and I turned out okay. Karen, look.| I'll keep my eyes open.|I'll be on the lookout. Iflseeanythingstrange,|anything atall, I'll deal with it. We'll deal with it together?| Us.| Come on.| Delia?| Come on! Time togo.| Doctor says, "You're pregnant".|She says, "I want a second opinion". He says, "Okay, you're ugly".| One ofthe niceties I miss|about having dinner is saying grace. Delia, doyouremember|thatsimpleprayer... ofthanks I taughtyou?| No.| Sureyou do.|Thankyou, Lord, -for Thybountifulgifts...|-I don't remember it! Audible prayers can|sometimes be embarrassing. -Let's voteagainstit, huh?|-Not everything is up for a vote, Gene. h, youmustbe Mrs. York.| -Hello. Father Mattson?|-Yes. How doyou do? Congratulations. Thankyou. I'm six months.| Father, I need your advice.| I want to know ifyou're familiar|with this New Age book. -Please, let's go inside.|-Thankyou. There are severalBible|references in this book. -One is from Revelations. Right here.|-Ah, yes. "And he stood on the sand|ofthe seashore..." Where is it? "And I saw a beast|coming up out ofthe sea, having ten horns and seven heads.| And on his horns were ten diadems.| And on his heads|were blasphemous names". The Book of Revelations|will be argued until the Apocalypse. Please.| But we believe thebeast|tobe theAntichrist. In God's eyes,|that's exactlywhat he is: a beast. The tenhorns are a confederation|oftennations. The seven heads are the seven leaders|who will give him their allegiance. They form an alliance|with the Antichrist. So, it's about politics?| There's nothing that isn't politics,|Mrs. York. Lookaroundus.| We're ushering in the Antichrist|to a world ofoverpopulation, pollution, crime.| Our hell is his paradise.| We brought this on ourselves?|We helped usher him in? This is crazy.| We'rejustspeaking|fiigurativelyhere, right? Whatever makes you comfortable.|But, yes, we are ushering him in. That part ofus that is the worst ofus,|is what gives him his power. You're saying we're all|in league with the devil? Most ofus unknowingly, ofcourse,|but there are others. What doyou mean?|What others? Leaders who plunder the treasuries|oftheir poor countries, trashing their own people, driving them|into famine, hopelessness, disease. Men whopave overforests|thatprovide the veryair we breathe. These are the true apostates,|the ones laying out... the red carpet for the Antichrist.| You do believe|the Antichrist will come? Yes, I do.| " Uttering haughty|and blasphemous words, and allowed to exercise authority|for 42 months". That's all it'll take?| A politician can do|a lot ofharm in 42 months. This man will be a terrible,|charismatic liar. Millions are gonnabelieve|in his one world, onereligion. Doyou think|he can be stopped? I'd pack it in ifl didn't.| We all do what we can, right?| Yes, Father.| Yes, we all do what we can.| Hi, honey.|Is your mother home? She's across the street.| Let me leaveyou something|foryour mother to read. Ladies, excuse me. I live|in this house. What happened? I only said hello.|We handed her a pamphlet. -You didn't scare her?|-With a smile? That little girl, the things she said!|I've never heard language like that! She tore up the pamphlet,|and then threatened us with your dog. Please,just wait here.|I'll getyou some money. -You get toyour room right now!|-Why? I didn't... Don't argue with me! Go!| Delia? What happened?| Theyscaredme.| They said the world|was gonna end, and that I was a sinner|who was going to burn to death... unless I do what they say.| That'sjust not true.| Yes, it is.| Those end-of-the-world zealots|have been around since I was a kid. They scared the hell out ofme.|I had nightmares for a week. -That's not what happened.|-Mommy, you weren't even there.| You did it again.|You found an excuse. Way back in your childhood, you found|a corollarywith what happened today. She told us what happened.| It never occurred toyou that she|might not be telling the truth? No, Karen,|it never occurred to me. I should guess you're|about eight months along. Oh, about eight months, two days,| and 12 hours and 23 minutes.| You have no idea what happened|to SisterYvonne? She chose a secular life.|That's all I can tell you. -No contact at all?|-None. Forwarding address?| I don't think so.| There's something wrong,|isn't there? I'll see ifl can fii nd some address|that might helpyou. Great.| ReverendMother?| Doyou think it's possible...| for a child to be born evil?| A child is not born evil.|It's the world it's born into... that's fiilledwith evil.| -Butyou believe in original sin?|-Yes. But there are degrees ofsin.|To what degree it will be manifested... depends on how close|we come to God. Then the idea|ofan evil seed... God wouldn't create|something evil! Man does that for Him.| Gene? Come help me!| Gene!| Gene!| What's wrong?| I can't get up.| I feel like|the Goodyear blimp. Couldn't say "no"|to the ice cream, could you? He kidnappedhis kid.|Hejumpedbail, andsnatchedtheboy. Don'tgive me that. Thebastard|doesn'tgive a damnabouthis kid! He's holding theboyhostage.| Youbet!| And you tell your slimy client|that he's in bounty country now. Andl'm gonnabag him, fiielddress him,|slam him across thehoodofmy car... like a gutted moose, and drop him|on the steps ofthe countyjail! I'm partialto Chinese.|Charlie Chan's myhero. Ineversaw|apregnantlawyerbefore. You know courtrooms, you look away|for a second and... ahh! Ha, ha, ha, ha.| With a sense ofhumor. Hmm.| My friend Forrey Riggs|told me aboutyou. Lawyer. Black. Very smart.|Wife's a teacher. Yeah, I remember. -I wentona dig forhim.|-He says you dig pretty good. Sit down.| I'd likeyou to do|some investigative work for me. I play Paul Drake|toyour Perry Mason? No, I gave up my practice long ago.| Huh.| Congressman Resnick.| Graham Resnick!| Oh, yeah.|I enjoyed taking him down. -Yeah, my husband got hisjob.|-Iknow whoyouare. Your husband's pretty clean.|He's a good guy. Tell him to keep it that way.| Why did you choose Resnick|as your target? Citizen's Action Committee contacted me.| Huh. Could you tell me|who was on the committee? My fee is three hundred a day,|plus expenses. I wantyou to fii nd someone for me.| Missing persons is most|ofmy business. The baby in this photograph|is our adopted daughter. I wantyou to fii nd her parents.|Theyoung novice is SisterYvonne. I have an address for her.|I'm not sure that it's good. This photograph was taken years ago|at St. Francis Orphanage. There's more.|There's so much more. There's arash ofthings|thathave happenedovertheyears. A Kirlianphotograph|that was takenbyapsychic. Noah. I can getyou his last name.| It started with the baptism.| There was a terrible accident|with Father Hayes. Then there wasJo. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.| Slowdown, slowdown.| I'm so sorry.|I'm so sorry! -It's all right.|-It'sjust... It'sjust that so much has happened.|I'm fii ne, I'm fii ne. Come here. Come on.| Citizen'sAction Committee.| -Theypavedthe way foryourhusband.|-Huh. Smell a rat?| Yeah.| Hell ofa world, huh?| Yeah. It's a hell ofa world.| Ihave toldyouall Ican, Mr. Knight.| The law prevents me from giving you|the names of Delia's biological parents. Mrs. York already toldyou they were|ayoung couple at the university... who got careless.| Reverend Mother,|did we order two clowns to perform? Ofcourse not!| What in Lord's name?| Excusemeamoment, Mr. Knight.| It's beautiful, honey.|Karen, lookat this. She drew the family trees|ofour founding fathers. Never known a child|so interested in politics. -May I be excused?|-Mm-hmm. It's beautiful, honey.| Icamehome early today.|You weren'there. Thatphotograph|ofGraham Resnick andthehooker. Youknow whosethim up?| -Doyou?|-Jacob Millican. -How'dyoufiindout?|-A little detective work. -nyour own?|-Ihadalittleprofessionalhelp. Excuse me, excuse me.|Haveyou seen this young woman? Yeah, she used to come in here.|Don't look like that anymore, though. We all get older.| -Drinkin'andturning tricks don'thelp.|-Where is she now? -What areyou, a cop?|-Was. "Was" don't cut it, pal.|Only birdies sing for free. What does 20 bucks get me? Vanna?| -A vowel. Maybe a consonant.|-Oh. He's a tough guy.| Hereyou go.| Pimp's name is Misha Russkie.| Uh-huh. First McDonald's,|now pimping. They learn fast. Uh-uh.| He'll be in after dark.|Pop in around 9:00. I gotta keep track ofmy expenses.|Give me a blank receipt. I'll fii ll it in later.| A dishonest cop.| Ex. Ex.| -What's this world comin' to?|-Going straight to hell, pal. Oh, yeah.| Straight to hell.| She was no good for me. Nyet.| She starts for to preaching|to her tricks. Bad for business. Eh, I had to dump her.| She got religion again, huh?| No, she starts for to hearing voices.| Becomes a prophet.|Calls herself Felicity. Now she has a cult|in North Carolina. I don't know where.|But, I'll tell you this. She does better than me now.| Eh! Okay.| Just tell me what this means.| All right, all right.|Theyoung couple existed. But they're not|your daughter's parents. They both died in the 1930s.|They didn't even know each other. -What?|-You've got SisterYvonne,|a nun who became a hooker. And now some kind|ofhellfii re prophet with a cult. She goes by the name of Felicity.|I tracked her down... toasmall town in North Carolina.| Thought maybe I'd go|and share hervision. What about Noah?| Disappeared afterJo's death.| Something must have scared|the hell out ofhim. Mrs. York!| Areyou all right?| -Just get me to my car.|-Come on. This way. Igotscared.|Can Isleep withyou? Sure, honey. Come on.| Nightmares, huh?| You okay?| -Get her away from me!|-What is it? What's wrong? -Get me to the hospital.|-Come on. She triedtokillmybaby.|She triedtokillmybaby! -Your baby's fii ne.|-Could Delia have anything|to do with this? Don't be silly.|Let's giveyou a healthy baby. That was 50 seconds.|You did great. Huh? Hi.| -You okay?|-I'm okay. It's all arranged. I'm sending|a lady over to help take care of Delia. -She's an ex-nurse named Miss Roselli.|-That's great, and thanks. Who areyou?| -This is the anesthesiologist.|-No! No anesthesia. -Just in case.|-No! No! -No! God!|-Slow it down. Slow it down. Come on.| Push! Push!|That's it. Push! Atta girl.| There we go.| My friends, Isee thatforasoul...| tobe truly cleansed,|tobe trulypurifiied, thatsoulmustfiirstbe tainted...| by thesoiledtouch ofthe devil.| -Say "Hallelujah!"|-Hallelujah! -Say "Hallelujah!"|-Hallelujah! Now rise with me, my friends. Rise.|And welcome our sister, Felicity, whois our own angel.| Droppedfrom thearms|ofhermotherchurch... into the verypitofhell!| Shehas ascended!| Shehas been cleansed!| Say " Hallelujah!"| -Praise God!|-Praise God! My friends, my friends.| Beseated. Beseated.| Andhear with me theinspiredwords|ofoursister, Felicity. Faith in The Source,|I enter the pit ofdamnable sin! -Say, "Hallelujah!"|-Hallelujah! Thesting ofthose|lecherous angels Godbanished|from His kingdom cannothurtme. Because I have The Source|to lead me. Praise God!| It is only through|a demonstration offaith... TheSource|can deem us worthy... ofsurviving|the fiinalbattle! -Praise!|-Praise God! Hallelujah!Praise God!| Help her,Jesus.| Come.| Whoshall take up serpents?| Melissa, you will be saved!| Hallelujah!| -John!|-Praise God,John. I will pray for him.|I will pray foryour son. Bless you, brother.| Jesse!| I willpray forher.|I willpray foryour wife. John Stewart.| You've got thejoy,John!| Amen!| ust the devil.| Do not be afraid.| Fangs ofthe serpent|cannot hurt us. Because our faith is strong!| Hallelujah.| Prayers beheard.| Delia.| You'll be all right, Mr. Knight.|I'll have someone moveyou to recovery. -How's Felicity?|-Not good. Please don'tbe toolong.| Away from God.| The child.| The child.| The beast.|The beast awakens. Hi!| -When can I see Mommy?|-She'll be home soon. Goodafternoon.|I'm Lisa Roselli. -Hi.|-Hi. -Yourwife is well?|-Yes. We had a baby boy. -And you have a little brother.|-Congratulations. Thankyou.| -Delia?|-Just a littlejealousy. Delia?| We spoke briefly, Delia and I.|She's perfect. Beautiful and very smart.| Miss Roselli,|I wantyou to do me a favor. Ifthere's any behavior|of Delia's thatyou fii nd odd, I wantyou to tell me at once.| Mywife's not to know anything.|I don't want to upset her, okay? Ofcourse.| Thenew weatherman|mustbenamedScrooge... becauseallholiday traffiic|in andoutofCharlotteAirport|has stoppedbecause offog. So here to help pass the time|are some more Christmas favorites. You see, sir?|Not anybody is leaving today. Ah, doyou have|a large envelope, please? Andmercymild| Godandsinners reconciled| Joyfulallye nations rise| Join the triumph oftheskies| With angelic hosts proclaim| Christis born in Bethlehem| Hark the herald angels sing| Glory to the newborn King| Christbyhighestheavenadored| ffspring ofa virgin's womb| Veiledin flesh thegodheadsee| Hail theincarnate deity| Oh!| Delia?| Honey, listen. Everything's okay.|Alexander is proofofthat. You're right.|I'll be good. -Is thatLisa?|-Miss Roselli. Let's keep itformal. This is Miss Roselli.| -Hello.|-Hi, sweetie. No wipes, okay.| Okay.| What areyou doing?| What's this?| That's, uh,| Alexander's milk.| Don't mothers nurse their babies?| -Sometimes.|-Don'tyou wannanurseAlexander? Ofcourse. Excuse me.| Sometimes a mother's milk|doesn't have enough nutrients. Why?| Careful, Delia.|You don't wanna wake him, doyou? Um, hello?|Can I speak to Earl Knight, please? -Oh! Areyou a relative?|-Why? Well, this sort ofthing is kinda,|you know, it's kinda tough to... Yeah, I'm his sister.| Oh!| I'm so sorry.| Your brother died|in a freak accident. -What?|-I couldn't believe it. We had two strange deaths|in one day. Your brother at|the construction site. And then a preacherwoman ofsnakebites.|Oh, it was a bad day. Alexander's doing fii ne.|He's with Lisa. She's a real godsend.| Did you know|that SisterYvonne died? You're kidding?| No, I'm not kidding.|Snakebite. Freakaccident.| That's terrible.| Lotofdeaths lately.|Realepidemic ofstrange deaths. Detective I hired died.|Freak accident. Karen, those things happen.|It's called coincidence. Look, I've been doing|some thinking. Andl thinkitmightbeagoodidea|togetaway. Dosome traveling. I can't now.| Fine. Not now, later.| Go to Europe. Eventuallywe could|put the kids in international school. Uh-huh. Where?| -Rome would be nice.|-Rome. -Where areyougoing?|-Huh? Oh. I'm gonna...|go check on Alexander. Here.| "And I saw the beast|coming out ofthe sea". Good morning.| Where areyou going? Your appointment|with Lou isn't till 11:00. I'm gonna run some errands.| On the phone.| Sorry. Didn't mean to keepyou waiting.| Let's go somewhere|more quiet, shall we? And somewhere, I think it's in Daniel,|it talks about the fourth kingdom. Hmm.| What is there about the fourth kingdom|that frightens you so much? Here it is.| "Thus he spoke.| As for the fourth beast, there shall be|a fourth kingdom here on Earth, and it shall be different|from all the kingdoms... and it shall devour|the whole Earth". -This fourth kingdom is where|the Antichrist comes from.|-Yeah. -Does he have to be born there?|-No, not necessarily. -Where is the fourth kingdom?|-Rome. Rome.| Rome. He said, "Travelto Rome".| So...| -So, it could mean, " Educated in Rome".|-Yes. Father, the Antichrist|is always spoken ofas a "he". The Bible didn't mean to be sexist.|Mankind can also mean womankind. Womankind. Womankind.| Uh, Father, could I be left alone here|for a few minutes? Oh, yes, ofcourse.| Hi.| Well, Gene tells me|you got a case ofthe icks. Yeah?| -I beg your pardon?|-Youknow, feeling icky. Aftera couple falsealarms|andthen fiinallyyoubecoming amother. Oh, my God!| I wantanswers.|It's allhere. You're not mentioned,|but the pieces fiit. All about Delia. Her father. Who is Damien Thorn?|The diary says he's the Antichrist. Yes, yes. It's true!| Damien. He's the whole, Karen.|Damien is the power! Tell me about Delia.| She's Damien's daughter.|She carried his seed. When did you know this?| We've always known. We've been waiting|ever since his death. Whatis this fetuspapyraceous?|Whatis it? Fetuspapyraceous.|Ah, it's one twin able to carry... the embryo ofits twin inside|ifit's a female. Just waiting to be implanted.| Alexander is Delia's twin.| She carried her twin inside her|until you removed it. When?| When I examined her,|after she fell off the horse. You implanted it in me...| when you examined me|afterJo's death. You made me a surrogate|for Delia's brother, you son ofa bitch. -Why Gene? Is Gene in on this too?|-Gene? No! But we need him.| He will become|a very important political fiigure. Ofcourse. Ofcourse.| It's allaboutpolitics, isn'tit?| Forty-two months|andit'llallbe over. Wrong, Karen.|It'll just be starting. Jake Millican is in on this too.|What happened, Lou? Did he get greedy?|Started thinking in the short term? No, he's back|with the program now. It's gonna be a new world.|Gene will usher in our king. One man. One religion.| That freakwill never rule...|'cause I'm gonna kill him! Ofcourse.|You're one ofthem too. No!| I want to see my son.| Yes, Mother. See him.|Really see him. {C:$00FFFF}Subtitles fixed by ma:D (subfix v1.1c) |
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