Revelations (2005): Season 1, Episode 1 - Hour One - full transcript
[Man] Though no one heard
it, they assume it was loud...
and big.
Bang!
All that flowed from
it then was inevitable.
But inevitable does
not mean planned.
Think of it as an enormous game
of tic-tac-toe— If no one wins...
if you keep expanding the
board, endless random patterns...
and mathematical
equations will unfold.
From snowflakes to dandelions,
grasshoppers to giraffes.
It's as probable for a tornado
traveling through a junkyard...
to produce Buckingham Palace...
than for life to emerge
from the big bang.
But emerge it did
into the hands of man.
[Reporter] Iraqi insurgents clashed with
state militiamen outside the city of Kufa.
[Reporter #2] Hopes of
peace were shattered by
a missile attack in
Gaza. An Israeli missile—
[Reporter #3] The
people of Rwanda suffered
one of the worst genocides
in the 20th century.
[Reporter #4, Speaking French]
[Reporter #5] This continent
is rife with acts of barbarism.
[Reporter #6] Once
again struck by
terrorism, a suicide
bombing at a preschool,
taking the lives of 30. [Reporter #7]
close to five dead and at least 14 wounded.
In breaking news, a Satanist
has been brought to justice.
The personal mission of Harvard
astrophysicist Richard Massey...
to find his daughter's killer has ended
on the streets of Santiago de Chile.
That's where cult leader
Isaiah Haden fled...
after the abduction and brutal
murder of 12-year-old Lucinda Massey.
Her heart was allegedly used
in a ritual Satanic sacrifice.
[Man Over P.A.] We're
experiencing some
turbulence. Please keep
your seat belts fastened.
[Rumbling]
It'd be sad to go down
now, wouldn't it, Richard?
You going to heaven
and me going to hell...
before we really got
to know each other?
I've been looking
forward to that.
If this plane goes down,
it's because you're on it,
and God doesn't
wanna take any chances.
Really?
One, two, three.
[Rumbling Stops]
Coincidence?
You'll never know.
[Reporter] And today, from Chiapas
Province in Chapulta, Mexico,
comes stories of a milagro de la
montaña— The "miracle of the mountain,"
drawing the attention of religious
scholar Sister Josepha Montafiore,
who has come to document it.
Stories of such miracles are being
widely reported in recent days—
[Continues, Indistinct]
[Woman Over P.A.]
This is the final boarding
call for Flight 1711
to Miami at Gate 12.
Hey! I got a statement to make!
- I demand to be heard!
- Get in.
[Man] There he is!
[Reporters Shouting Questions]
[Man] Dr. Massey!
Dr. Massey, I'm Mark Rubio. The
chancellor sent me to come and get you.
- Can we just go?
- Yeah, definitely.
[Reporter] Storm fronts continue
to pound the Mediterranean,
where a passenger vessel is
believed lost in the Aegean Sea.
[Speaking Greek]
[Chattering]
[Spectators Gasping]
It looks like a shadow,
but there's nothing
to create a shadow.
The sky is perfectly clear.
The head of Christ turns.
His head— His head
is turning towards us.
And creation will
end as it began...
with a noise that
no one will hear.
The approaching sun, having
scorched the planet clean,
the last sound on
Earth will be the roar...
of the oceans boiling.
Sir.
Dr. Lampley, you talk of science
creating and destroying the world.
Is there no room for
God in this equation?
I think there's room in science for
everything and everyone, even God.
If only he would
make himself known.
[Speaking Greek]
[Excited Chattering]
[Man] Livvie!
You miss that bus this
morning, you're out of luck.
The lines are down
on I-5. I gotta hustle.
- What did you make me today?
- Last night's dinner.
Don't you have any pants
that come up to your waist?
Do you?
What the hell is that?
It's not permanent. Sticking
out of your pants, it better not be.
You cover it up or wash
it off. I'll miss my bus!
- Then you'll walk.
- Jesus Christ.
Just for that, you're
goin' to church Sunday!
[Thunder Rumbling]
[Thunderclap]
[High-pitched Frequency]
[Rubio] You must be tired,
huh? I shopped for you today.
I didn't—I didn't know what you
liked. Somebody said Oreos.
I hope they weren't kidding.
Um, can I just say that it is a
great honor to meet you, sir?
I got an advance copy
of your book. And, uh,
they wanna do a book-signing at the campus
bookstore when you get back up to speed.
So—I...
I bet it's great to
be back home, huh?
Get to sleep in your
own bed tonight. I know
that's what I like
when I get back home.
I guess that's why they
say "No place like home."
[Man] Her life on
Earth was brief.
It was a life complete,
filled with love and joy
and commitment to God.
But no one who knew
her could disagree...
Lucinda was one of his
most beautiful creations.
As we take her
to her final rest,
let the cry of pain
dissolve into the universe.
For she watches over us.
[Rubio] so we cleared it and
we wrote down all the messages.
And, uh, there were
a couple of crank calls,
so you might wanna get
your number changed.
And, uh, the campus
security, made them aware of it,
and they said they're gonna
keep an eye on your house at night.
Jordan Crull put up the sign.
We're incredibly proud
to be your interns, sir.
Even my folks are proud,
and that's not easy to do.
I'll get those. No, no, I
got 'em. I got 'em. I got 'em.
Uh, sir? I'm sorry
about what happened.
I mean, I know sorry doesn't do it,
but I don't—I don't know what to say.
Tell your folks I'm glad
to have you on the team.
[Beeps] Richard, it's Nora.
I'm glad you're home. Maybe
we can all find some peace now.
[Beeps] [Lampley] Home,
the conquering hero.
My star pupil has
been missed. [Beeps]
[Lucy's Voice] That's
my favorite fish.
[Lucy Giggling, Faint]
Father Ambrose.
Thanks for coming.
She was a good girl. She's gonna
get to heaven, right? I'm so sorry.
You're gonna see to
that? Is she conscious?
No, she's—They say brain-dead.
They say there's no hope.
[Thunder Rumbling] [Chattering]
[Monitor Beeping]
And in the name of the Father,
the Son and the Holy Ghost,
take Olivia Beaudrey, who
stands before thee without sin,
into thy loving embrace.
Somethin' wrong?
Maybe the lightning.
I thought her mouth moved.
[Whispering, Indistinct]
She's talking!
That's impossible. They
said she was brain-dead.
It's Latin.
"The mystery of lawlessness...
"is already at work.
"The time is short.
The world will pass away."
[Gasps] She's quoting Scripture!
[Whispering Continues]
[Prisoners
Shouting] Child killer!
Forgive them, Father, for
they know not what they do.
Father Ambrose?
Sister Josepha Montafiore
of the Eklind Foundation.
Mother Francine May called me.
Thank you. We're hoping you can help.
- She's very cold.
- Dead, technically.
That's how they're justifying
unplugging her— to harvest her organs.
- Any advocates?
- Just us. The mother is deceased.
The father has been offered money by
the parents of a child needing a kidney.
- And has he accepted?
- Not yet, but he's drinking a great deal.
They have no insurance,
and if the state has to
pay for this life support,
it's up to the courts.
[Sighs] Religious training?
Occasional church on Sunday
as a consequence of bad behavior.
So, um, these recitations,
they wouldn't be from memory.
If she had any memory,
this wouldn't be in it.
When did she last speak?
It comes and goes. Sometimes it
stops for so long, we think she's finished.
That's what they're waiting for.
They're watching us?
They could come at any time.
[Sister Josepha] I
need to be alone.
My contract with the Eklind
Foundation stipulates...
that I need to observe these phenomena
undisturbed with my own eyes and ears.
If you'll excuse me.
I'll be just outside.
Oh, Father Ambrose? What
Scriptures? Old Testament? New?
Revelation.
Timely choice. The end of days.
Do you think so?
That's what brought me here.
[Livvie Murmuring
Foreign Language]
[Murmuring Continues]
Quickly! Get Father
Ambrose immediately!
Dr. Hite, there's
something going on.
Yes. [Hangs Up Phone] I
have orders to clear her room.
Ma'am, I can't let you go
in there. Get out of my way!
Ma'am, I can't let you go
in there. Get out of my way!
Security! Security!
What is that?
[Thunder Crashing]
[Rubio] See, I'm thinking,
you take little kids—
If you take little kids,
even little babies,
they're naturally
curious about the stars.
- Watch out, 'cause the
glass— - [Glass Shattering]
Sorry. The glass falls out.
I'm sorry. I think
I saw a broom.
Dr. Massey?
Uh—
Sorry. He's not
available right now.
- Do you know where I might find him?
- Golf course somewhere.
He looks a lot like you.
Yeah. I'm sorry.
I'm not really conducting
business right now.
- Could I see you alone?
- I'll go get the broom.
- No, no.
- Sister Josepha Montafiore from
the Eklind Foundation in New York.
These are my credentials.
Look, if you're looking
for a contribution, I don't...
- Don't what?
- Donate.
Well, to religion,
anyway. That's just...
That's something
that I don't do.
I do need to speak to you alone.
Sister, if you know who
I am, then you should
know that I've had
these threats against me—
I have no idea who you are, only
that I've been sent here by this.
It's a map written with archaic
symbols from Galileo's time...
drawn by a child in
a comatose state...
who has tapped into some
sort of higher consciousness.
She's speaking the word of God.
I know. It sounds preposterous.
But as a fellow scholar,
I can tell you that...
all the signs and symbols
set forth in the Bible...
are currently in place
for the end of days.
"End of days"?
I don't think I can
help you, Sister.
You know, I— I think
you're mistaken.
In fact, I'm certain of
it. I'm not easily fooled.
[Chuckles] I wish I
could say the same.
If you could excuse us, we've
gotta get back to work, so...
Yes.
May I ask why you were
being threatened, and by whom?
I will read up on
you extensively,
find out everything
there is to know.
- Satanists.
- Satanists.
I've tangled with
the opposing team.
I see.
We will be seeing more
of each other, Dr. Massey.
In the meantime,
might I be so bold as
to make a suggestion?
That you reconsider your
position on donating to religion.
Like all biblical tales, the
10 plagues of Moses' time...
easily yields to a
scientific explanation.
In the Book of Exodus, the
river was turned into blood.
And there followed the
plagues of frogs, bugs, boils...
and the death of the firstborn.
What we have evidence
of is a volcanic eruption,
which poured mud into the
Nile, turning it red with silt,
driving the frogs to the land,
where they rotted in the sun,
which drew bugs by the billions.
And they carried typhus—boils...
And that swept death
through the firstborn...
The eldest children whose
exposure was the greatest...
because they were the
ones who labored in the fields.
[Murmuring] Science.
[Lampley] Well, I suggest
now that we all proceed
into the library and
do some book-signing.
Anyone of you that has not yet purchased
this masterpiece should do so now.
Into the library, folks!
This-a-way! Literacy rules!
Come on! Come on!
Come on! Follow me.
[Police Radio, Indistinct]
[Typing]
Why solitary? Security.
We let him into the
population, they'd tear him apart.
Is he aware that I'm coming?
By law, we had to inform him.
But he already signed a consent
form, put your name on it. Wait, wait.
He knew I was coming? Said he'd
been informed by higher powers.
This guy is out there.
He can control his
heartbeat, so the polygraph
can't tell whether he's
telling the truth or a lie.
Told the chaplain he only had
to breathe once per minute...
when he goes into a trance.
[Buzzer Sounds]
[Warden] The guard stays
posted. Knock when you want out.
[Buzzes]
I just knew a friend
was coming. I sensed it.
Hmm.
Hearts.
I so love hearts, don't you?
Do you know why so many songs have been
written about the human heart, Richard?
Because we all
long for goodness...
and hope and innocence.
How could one not hunger for it?
Do you wanna play?
What do you want,
Richard? To talk.
Like you said, get to know each
other. Someday, you're gonna go to hell.
Lord willing. I'm
gonna go to heaven.
The angels'll wanna
know, what was he like?
The angels. I like this.
What was he thinking, that piece of filth,
when he choked the life out of a child?
Well, let's start with,
"What was he like?"
And then we can move on to, "What was he
thinking, this piece of filth?" et cetera.
Ten minutes.
He was deep.
Yeah, that's what he
was like. And he was fun.
If we'd met under different
circumstances, you'd like me, Richard.
When I get out, we can hang.
I think you're gonna hang by yourself,
'cause you're never gettin' out of here.
That's fine.
These are my people. This is my parish
where I'll preach the word of my Lord.
You may have to
preach to yourself.
You step out there,
they're gonna tear you apart.
[Chuckles] And
then what, Richard?
You think that's the end of it?
Look around you.
We're everywhere,
maybe even in your
own neighborhood.
The family next door.
Hey, what about the cop who
drives by your house every half hour?
Who knows? Or the man
who stole your wife away.
Tom. [Chuckles]
How is Nora, by the way, and
her new stepson "Little Hawk"?
You know, it's such a
shame that he's failing math.
Did you know that he plays
soccer for the Davenport Devils?
Kids are so sweet.
I should have killed you
when I had the chance.
There's nowhere to run, Richard.
Your god has deserted
you. The evidence abounds.
I'll see you when
they pull the switch.
That's what he was
thinking, this piece of filth,
when he choked the
life from your child...
That you have all made your deals
with the devil, and he has come to be paid!
So hear me now, for I
am come to ready his bed!
He who will not die and
he who does not bleed,
for I do not die...
because I do not bleed!
Nora, it's Richard. I gotta
talk to you. Please call me.
And keep an eye on Hawk.
Know where he is every minute.
Yeah, right.
Somebody call? Uh,
no. They hung up.
No game today?
Henry?
[Beeps] Dr. Massey,
this is Sister Josepha.
I had planned to wait for your
call, but things have changed here.
You're very much in need.
The child has stopped talking,
and they're going to take her
if she doesn't start again soon.
The number to reach
me on is— [Beeps]
I have no idea who you are.
I've been sent here by this.
It's a map.
[Tones Beeping]
[Recorded Message] You
have reached the offices
of the Eklind Foundation,
presently closed.
If you have an
emergency— [Beeps]
[Massey] Is this gonna be
something that I can frame?
Don't look. It's a surprise.
Dr. Massey, welcome.
Do you have anything else? No.
It's this way.
You look tired. Did you sleep?
I must have. I had bad dreams.
"When I think my bed will comfort
me and sleep relieve my pain,
thou dost terrify me with dreams
and affright me with visions."
Job 7:13.
Job. Is that me—born to suffer?
"The birth of man is the
birth of sorrow." Chuang Tzu.
Can you speak
without doing that?
I don't know. Most people
find it comforting. I doubt that.
Doubt is healthy.
I believe in doubt.
Good, because I brought plenty with
me. I wanna look at the brain scans.
I wanna meet with the
doctors, view the X-rays,
and then I wanna see her
do that talking-writing trick.
As we all would.
I'm hoping that your presence
here may help to revive her.
[Sister Josepha] Fortunately, we've found
a judge who's sympathetic to our cause...
and has enforced a
72-hour restraining order...
on the harvesting of any organs until
there's been a complete medical review.
Good. I'd like to attend.
Well, we're just buying
time really. It's an
exercise. We're trying
to get her out of there.
Miami Memorial, Biscayne Bay.
Why are you moving her?
Because there's a certain
atmosphere at the hospital.
Adversarial. I can
understand that.
Are you, Dr. Massey, adversarial?
Is that why you've come?
Forgive me. It's my
training. I'm a scientist.
So you've come as
a scientist? A realist.
Devil's advocate, you mean?
In a manner of speaking, yes.
We have enough of those.
I was hoping for some help.
[Man] So she is
literally brain-dead?
[Man #2] It's called a
"persistent vegetative state."
Which falls into an
unfortunate area of debate.
Right-to-lifers would claim consciousness
in the brain waves of a night crawler.
[Man] The fact is, the lightning
fried her cerebral cortex—
The center for consciousness,
memory and thought, all things human.
Excuse me. What are these?
Dr. Massey is a
friend of the family.
We thought they
were bullets at first until
we realized they're
fillings from her teeth...
that shot up into her brain
when the lightning struck.
But this part of the brain
is the medulla, isn't it?
The fuse box for
involuntary motor control.
So what about the claim that
she writes? Highly suspect.
Our surveillance camera shows...
some kind of seizure activity
when the nun was taping her.
It looks like the
nun is writing for her.
The talking— you have video on that too?
Involuntary reflex, as far as we can tell.
Like gagging. The voice,
if you can call it that,
is unintelligible, mostly
covered by thunder.
She only animated
during electrical storms.
Whatever it was has stopped.
She's now completely comatose.
It doesn't help anyone to drag
this out, certainly not the child.
I'll file an affidavit, hopefully before
they can mount a legal defense.
The nun's got money behind
her— The Eklind Foundation,
a religious fundamentalist who's
financing her attempt to prove...
the prophecies of the
Bible are coming to pass.
Prophecies— The
end of the world.
She's mounting an
expedition to find Jesus.
♪♪ [Sacred]
♪♪ [Continues]
[Speaking Greek]
I was taught that
every drop of water on
Earth at the time of
creation is still here,
absorbed and falling to be
reabsorbed into the clouds again.
Is that true? For millions of
years, before ozone holes.
How can God's work
be so easily undone?
You knew her, didn't you?
Lucy? Yeah.
You must have from
school or church— No.
- Then how did you know?
- The name? I told you I'd look you up.
No, not her name. The donkey.
You can't look that
up. The donkey?
The drawing of the animal
on the so-called map.
It was something
she used to draw.
The same exact figure.
How did you know that?
I didn't. Nobody
should've known.
It was just her and me.
I read her the story
of Don Quixote.
She thought I said "donkey." It
became my nickname— "Donkey Hotey."
She put it on her notes to
me. How did you know that?
- I didn't. But that's what she's doing now
through this child.
- [Scoffs]
Do you know what a delok is?
In the Tibetan Himalayas, on
special days of the Buddhist calendar,
young women die for
several hours to act as
messengers between
the living and the dead.
- That's not what's going on here.
- Well, how could you possibly know that?
It's silver alloys that are picking up
electrical signals and radio frequencies.
That's why antennae
are made out of them and
lightning rods. What
does that have to do with...
She has two fillings in her head, embedded
in the autonomic center of her brain...
being stimulated by lightning
during electrical storms.
"As lightning comes
from the east and flashes
to the west, so does
the word of God."
Matthew 24:27. Believe
whatever you want to then.
Or deny whatever you
want to! I saw it! I heard it!
Look, is it significant that that's what
you're being paid to hear and see?
Religious phenomena
that confirms the
Bible's predictions of
the end of the world.
Right? You are making a
living off this, are you not?
Or maybe it's just you're
honestly delusional.
It is they who are making a living
out of this by cutting out her organs!
Because she can't recover.
She's speaking the word of God. I
know what happened to your daughter.
And now that you've confirmed
that she's summoning you,
if you don't help me stop them,
they'll cut her heart out all over again!
Stop. Just... stay away from me.
Stay away from me. "As
fire flashes from heaven,
so will the son of man
be heard on this day!"
Sister Josepha! Please
come. Her heart is failing.
What?
We're losing her.
We're ready to move on the flatline.
I want a transplant team in motion.
What's going on? What is that?
A respirator, so when her heart
stops her organs won't deteriorate.
- No, no, no. We need a crash team.
- [Man] Excuse me!
We need to start her heart.
We make that call, Sister!
Please, step outside.
Where is the crash team? Get the
crash cart! Where are the paddles?
[Man] If her heart stops,
we are not restarting.
There will be no heroic
measures— [Sister Josepha]
There will be heroic measures
taken if she's code blue!
[Sustained Beep]
[Voices Overlapping]
[Man] You have no authority in
here. This is a medical emergency.
[No Audible Dialogue]
[Beeping Resumes]
[Crowd Shouting] [Man] Get him!
it, they assume it was loud...
and big.
Bang!
All that flowed from
it then was inevitable.
But inevitable does
not mean planned.
Think of it as an enormous game
of tic-tac-toe— If no one wins...
if you keep expanding the
board, endless random patterns...
and mathematical
equations will unfold.
From snowflakes to dandelions,
grasshoppers to giraffes.
It's as probable for a tornado
traveling through a junkyard...
to produce Buckingham Palace...
than for life to emerge
from the big bang.
But emerge it did
into the hands of man.
[Reporter] Iraqi insurgents clashed with
state militiamen outside the city of Kufa.
[Reporter #2] Hopes of
peace were shattered by
a missile attack in
Gaza. An Israeli missile—
[Reporter #3] The
people of Rwanda suffered
one of the worst genocides
in the 20th century.
[Reporter #4, Speaking French]
[Reporter #5] This continent
is rife with acts of barbarism.
[Reporter #6] Once
again struck by
terrorism, a suicide
bombing at a preschool,
taking the lives of 30. [Reporter #7]
close to five dead and at least 14 wounded.
In breaking news, a Satanist
has been brought to justice.
The personal mission of Harvard
astrophysicist Richard Massey...
to find his daughter's killer has ended
on the streets of Santiago de Chile.
That's where cult leader
Isaiah Haden fled...
after the abduction and brutal
murder of 12-year-old Lucinda Massey.
Her heart was allegedly used
in a ritual Satanic sacrifice.
[Man Over P.A.] We're
experiencing some
turbulence. Please keep
your seat belts fastened.
[Rumbling]
It'd be sad to go down
now, wouldn't it, Richard?
You going to heaven
and me going to hell...
before we really got
to know each other?
I've been looking
forward to that.
If this plane goes down,
it's because you're on it,
and God doesn't
wanna take any chances.
Really?
One, two, three.
[Rumbling Stops]
Coincidence?
You'll never know.
[Reporter] And today, from Chiapas
Province in Chapulta, Mexico,
comes stories of a milagro de la
montaña— The "miracle of the mountain,"
drawing the attention of religious
scholar Sister Josepha Montafiore,
who has come to document it.
Stories of such miracles are being
widely reported in recent days—
[Continues, Indistinct]
[Woman Over P.A.]
This is the final boarding
call for Flight 1711
to Miami at Gate 12.
Hey! I got a statement to make!
- I demand to be heard!
- Get in.
[Man] There he is!
[Reporters Shouting Questions]
[Man] Dr. Massey!
Dr. Massey, I'm Mark Rubio. The
chancellor sent me to come and get you.
- Can we just go?
- Yeah, definitely.
[Reporter] Storm fronts continue
to pound the Mediterranean,
where a passenger vessel is
believed lost in the Aegean Sea.
[Speaking Greek]
[Chattering]
[Spectators Gasping]
It looks like a shadow,
but there's nothing
to create a shadow.
The sky is perfectly clear.
The head of Christ turns.
His head— His head
is turning towards us.
And creation will
end as it began...
with a noise that
no one will hear.
The approaching sun, having
scorched the planet clean,
the last sound on
Earth will be the roar...
of the oceans boiling.
Sir.
Dr. Lampley, you talk of science
creating and destroying the world.
Is there no room for
God in this equation?
I think there's room in science for
everything and everyone, even God.
If only he would
make himself known.
[Speaking Greek]
[Excited Chattering]
[Man] Livvie!
You miss that bus this
morning, you're out of luck.
The lines are down
on I-5. I gotta hustle.
- What did you make me today?
- Last night's dinner.
Don't you have any pants
that come up to your waist?
Do you?
What the hell is that?
It's not permanent. Sticking
out of your pants, it better not be.
You cover it up or wash
it off. I'll miss my bus!
- Then you'll walk.
- Jesus Christ.
Just for that, you're
goin' to church Sunday!
[Thunder Rumbling]
[Thunderclap]
[High-pitched Frequency]
[Rubio] You must be tired,
huh? I shopped for you today.
I didn't—I didn't know what you
liked. Somebody said Oreos.
I hope they weren't kidding.
Um, can I just say that it is a
great honor to meet you, sir?
I got an advance copy
of your book. And, uh,
they wanna do a book-signing at the campus
bookstore when you get back up to speed.
So—I...
I bet it's great to
be back home, huh?
Get to sleep in your
own bed tonight. I know
that's what I like
when I get back home.
I guess that's why they
say "No place like home."
[Man] Her life on
Earth was brief.
It was a life complete,
filled with love and joy
and commitment to God.
But no one who knew
her could disagree...
Lucinda was one of his
most beautiful creations.
As we take her
to her final rest,
let the cry of pain
dissolve into the universe.
For she watches over us.
[Rubio] so we cleared it and
we wrote down all the messages.
And, uh, there were
a couple of crank calls,
so you might wanna get
your number changed.
And, uh, the campus
security, made them aware of it,
and they said they're gonna
keep an eye on your house at night.
Jordan Crull put up the sign.
We're incredibly proud
to be your interns, sir.
Even my folks are proud,
and that's not easy to do.
I'll get those. No, no, I
got 'em. I got 'em. I got 'em.
Uh, sir? I'm sorry
about what happened.
I mean, I know sorry doesn't do it,
but I don't—I don't know what to say.
Tell your folks I'm glad
to have you on the team.
[Beeps] Richard, it's Nora.
I'm glad you're home. Maybe
we can all find some peace now.
[Beeps] [Lampley] Home,
the conquering hero.
My star pupil has
been missed. [Beeps]
[Lucy's Voice] That's
my favorite fish.
[Lucy Giggling, Faint]
Father Ambrose.
Thanks for coming.
She was a good girl. She's gonna
get to heaven, right? I'm so sorry.
You're gonna see to
that? Is she conscious?
No, she's—They say brain-dead.
They say there's no hope.
[Thunder Rumbling] [Chattering]
[Monitor Beeping]
And in the name of the Father,
the Son and the Holy Ghost,
take Olivia Beaudrey, who
stands before thee without sin,
into thy loving embrace.
Somethin' wrong?
Maybe the lightning.
I thought her mouth moved.
[Whispering, Indistinct]
She's talking!
That's impossible. They
said she was brain-dead.
It's Latin.
"The mystery of lawlessness...
"is already at work.
"The time is short.
The world will pass away."
[Gasps] She's quoting Scripture!
[Whispering Continues]
[Prisoners
Shouting] Child killer!
Forgive them, Father, for
they know not what they do.
Father Ambrose?
Sister Josepha Montafiore
of the Eklind Foundation.
Mother Francine May called me.
Thank you. We're hoping you can help.
- She's very cold.
- Dead, technically.
That's how they're justifying
unplugging her— to harvest her organs.
- Any advocates?
- Just us. The mother is deceased.
The father has been offered money by
the parents of a child needing a kidney.
- And has he accepted?
- Not yet, but he's drinking a great deal.
They have no insurance,
and if the state has to
pay for this life support,
it's up to the courts.
[Sighs] Religious training?
Occasional church on Sunday
as a consequence of bad behavior.
So, um, these recitations,
they wouldn't be from memory.
If she had any memory,
this wouldn't be in it.
When did she last speak?
It comes and goes. Sometimes it
stops for so long, we think she's finished.
That's what they're waiting for.
They're watching us?
They could come at any time.
[Sister Josepha] I
need to be alone.
My contract with the Eklind
Foundation stipulates...
that I need to observe these phenomena
undisturbed with my own eyes and ears.
If you'll excuse me.
I'll be just outside.
Oh, Father Ambrose? What
Scriptures? Old Testament? New?
Revelation.
Timely choice. The end of days.
Do you think so?
That's what brought me here.
[Livvie Murmuring
Foreign Language]
[Murmuring Continues]
Quickly! Get Father
Ambrose immediately!
Dr. Hite, there's
something going on.
Yes. [Hangs Up Phone] I
have orders to clear her room.
Ma'am, I can't let you go
in there. Get out of my way!
Ma'am, I can't let you go
in there. Get out of my way!
Security! Security!
What is that?
[Thunder Crashing]
[Rubio] See, I'm thinking,
you take little kids—
If you take little kids,
even little babies,
they're naturally
curious about the stars.
- Watch out, 'cause the
glass— - [Glass Shattering]
Sorry. The glass falls out.
I'm sorry. I think
I saw a broom.
Dr. Massey?
Uh—
Sorry. He's not
available right now.
- Do you know where I might find him?
- Golf course somewhere.
He looks a lot like you.
Yeah. I'm sorry.
I'm not really conducting
business right now.
- Could I see you alone?
- I'll go get the broom.
- No, no.
- Sister Josepha Montafiore from
the Eklind Foundation in New York.
These are my credentials.
Look, if you're looking
for a contribution, I don't...
- Don't what?
- Donate.
Well, to religion,
anyway. That's just...
That's something
that I don't do.
I do need to speak to you alone.
Sister, if you know who
I am, then you should
know that I've had
these threats against me—
I have no idea who you are, only
that I've been sent here by this.
It's a map written with archaic
symbols from Galileo's time...
drawn by a child in
a comatose state...
who has tapped into some
sort of higher consciousness.
She's speaking the word of God.
I know. It sounds preposterous.
But as a fellow scholar,
I can tell you that...
all the signs and symbols
set forth in the Bible...
are currently in place
for the end of days.
"End of days"?
I don't think I can
help you, Sister.
You know, I— I think
you're mistaken.
In fact, I'm certain of
it. I'm not easily fooled.
[Chuckles] I wish I
could say the same.
If you could excuse us, we've
gotta get back to work, so...
Yes.
May I ask why you were
being threatened, and by whom?
I will read up on
you extensively,
find out everything
there is to know.
- Satanists.
- Satanists.
I've tangled with
the opposing team.
I see.
We will be seeing more
of each other, Dr. Massey.
In the meantime,
might I be so bold as
to make a suggestion?
That you reconsider your
position on donating to religion.
Like all biblical tales, the
10 plagues of Moses' time...
easily yields to a
scientific explanation.
In the Book of Exodus, the
river was turned into blood.
And there followed the
plagues of frogs, bugs, boils...
and the death of the firstborn.
What we have evidence
of is a volcanic eruption,
which poured mud into the
Nile, turning it red with silt,
driving the frogs to the land,
where they rotted in the sun,
which drew bugs by the billions.
And they carried typhus—boils...
And that swept death
through the firstborn...
The eldest children whose
exposure was the greatest...
because they were the
ones who labored in the fields.
[Murmuring] Science.
[Lampley] Well, I suggest
now that we all proceed
into the library and
do some book-signing.
Anyone of you that has not yet purchased
this masterpiece should do so now.
Into the library, folks!
This-a-way! Literacy rules!
Come on! Come on!
Come on! Follow me.
[Police Radio, Indistinct]
[Typing]
Why solitary? Security.
We let him into the
population, they'd tear him apart.
Is he aware that I'm coming?
By law, we had to inform him.
But he already signed a consent
form, put your name on it. Wait, wait.
He knew I was coming? Said he'd
been informed by higher powers.
This guy is out there.
He can control his
heartbeat, so the polygraph
can't tell whether he's
telling the truth or a lie.
Told the chaplain he only had
to breathe once per minute...
when he goes into a trance.
[Buzzer Sounds]
[Warden] The guard stays
posted. Knock when you want out.
[Buzzes]
I just knew a friend
was coming. I sensed it.
Hmm.
Hearts.
I so love hearts, don't you?
Do you know why so many songs have been
written about the human heart, Richard?
Because we all
long for goodness...
and hope and innocence.
How could one not hunger for it?
Do you wanna play?
What do you want,
Richard? To talk.
Like you said, get to know each
other. Someday, you're gonna go to hell.
Lord willing. I'm
gonna go to heaven.
The angels'll wanna
know, what was he like?
The angels. I like this.
What was he thinking, that piece of filth,
when he choked the life out of a child?
Well, let's start with,
"What was he like?"
And then we can move on to, "What was he
thinking, this piece of filth?" et cetera.
Ten minutes.
He was deep.
Yeah, that's what he
was like. And he was fun.
If we'd met under different
circumstances, you'd like me, Richard.
When I get out, we can hang.
I think you're gonna hang by yourself,
'cause you're never gettin' out of here.
That's fine.
These are my people. This is my parish
where I'll preach the word of my Lord.
You may have to
preach to yourself.
You step out there,
they're gonna tear you apart.
[Chuckles] And
then what, Richard?
You think that's the end of it?
Look around you.
We're everywhere,
maybe even in your
own neighborhood.
The family next door.
Hey, what about the cop who
drives by your house every half hour?
Who knows? Or the man
who stole your wife away.
Tom. [Chuckles]
How is Nora, by the way, and
her new stepson "Little Hawk"?
You know, it's such a
shame that he's failing math.
Did you know that he plays
soccer for the Davenport Devils?
Kids are so sweet.
I should have killed you
when I had the chance.
There's nowhere to run, Richard.
Your god has deserted
you. The evidence abounds.
I'll see you when
they pull the switch.
That's what he was
thinking, this piece of filth,
when he choked the
life from your child...
That you have all made your deals
with the devil, and he has come to be paid!
So hear me now, for I
am come to ready his bed!
He who will not die and
he who does not bleed,
for I do not die...
because I do not bleed!
Nora, it's Richard. I gotta
talk to you. Please call me.
And keep an eye on Hawk.
Know where he is every minute.
Yeah, right.
Somebody call? Uh,
no. They hung up.
No game today?
Henry?
[Beeps] Dr. Massey,
this is Sister Josepha.
I had planned to wait for your
call, but things have changed here.
You're very much in need.
The child has stopped talking,
and they're going to take her
if she doesn't start again soon.
The number to reach
me on is— [Beeps]
I have no idea who you are.
I've been sent here by this.
It's a map.
[Tones Beeping]
[Recorded Message] You
have reached the offices
of the Eklind Foundation,
presently closed.
If you have an
emergency— [Beeps]
[Massey] Is this gonna be
something that I can frame?
Don't look. It's a surprise.
Dr. Massey, welcome.
Do you have anything else? No.
It's this way.
You look tired. Did you sleep?
I must have. I had bad dreams.
"When I think my bed will comfort
me and sleep relieve my pain,
thou dost terrify me with dreams
and affright me with visions."
Job 7:13.
Job. Is that me—born to suffer?
"The birth of man is the
birth of sorrow." Chuang Tzu.
Can you speak
without doing that?
I don't know. Most people
find it comforting. I doubt that.
Doubt is healthy.
I believe in doubt.
Good, because I brought plenty with
me. I wanna look at the brain scans.
I wanna meet with the
doctors, view the X-rays,
and then I wanna see her
do that talking-writing trick.
As we all would.
I'm hoping that your presence
here may help to revive her.
[Sister Josepha] Fortunately, we've found
a judge who's sympathetic to our cause...
and has enforced a
72-hour restraining order...
on the harvesting of any organs until
there's been a complete medical review.
Good. I'd like to attend.
Well, we're just buying
time really. It's an
exercise. We're trying
to get her out of there.
Miami Memorial, Biscayne Bay.
Why are you moving her?
Because there's a certain
atmosphere at the hospital.
Adversarial. I can
understand that.
Are you, Dr. Massey, adversarial?
Is that why you've come?
Forgive me. It's my
training. I'm a scientist.
So you've come as
a scientist? A realist.
Devil's advocate, you mean?
In a manner of speaking, yes.
We have enough of those.
I was hoping for some help.
[Man] So she is
literally brain-dead?
[Man #2] It's called a
"persistent vegetative state."
Which falls into an
unfortunate area of debate.
Right-to-lifers would claim consciousness
in the brain waves of a night crawler.
[Man] The fact is, the lightning
fried her cerebral cortex—
The center for consciousness,
memory and thought, all things human.
Excuse me. What are these?
Dr. Massey is a
friend of the family.
We thought they
were bullets at first until
we realized they're
fillings from her teeth...
that shot up into her brain
when the lightning struck.
But this part of the brain
is the medulla, isn't it?
The fuse box for
involuntary motor control.
So what about the claim that
she writes? Highly suspect.
Our surveillance camera shows...
some kind of seizure activity
when the nun was taping her.
It looks like the
nun is writing for her.
The talking— you have video on that too?
Involuntary reflex, as far as we can tell.
Like gagging. The voice,
if you can call it that,
is unintelligible, mostly
covered by thunder.
She only animated
during electrical storms.
Whatever it was has stopped.
She's now completely comatose.
It doesn't help anyone to drag
this out, certainly not the child.
I'll file an affidavit, hopefully before
they can mount a legal defense.
The nun's got money behind
her— The Eklind Foundation,
a religious fundamentalist who's
financing her attempt to prove...
the prophecies of the
Bible are coming to pass.
Prophecies— The
end of the world.
She's mounting an
expedition to find Jesus.
♪♪ [Sacred]
♪♪ [Continues]
[Speaking Greek]
I was taught that
every drop of water on
Earth at the time of
creation is still here,
absorbed and falling to be
reabsorbed into the clouds again.
Is that true? For millions of
years, before ozone holes.
How can God's work
be so easily undone?
You knew her, didn't you?
Lucy? Yeah.
You must have from
school or church— No.
- Then how did you know?
- The name? I told you I'd look you up.
No, not her name. The donkey.
You can't look that
up. The donkey?
The drawing of the animal
on the so-called map.
It was something
she used to draw.
The same exact figure.
How did you know that?
I didn't. Nobody
should've known.
It was just her and me.
I read her the story
of Don Quixote.
She thought I said "donkey." It
became my nickname— "Donkey Hotey."
She put it on her notes to
me. How did you know that?
- I didn't. But that's what she's doing now
through this child.
- [Scoffs]
Do you know what a delok is?
In the Tibetan Himalayas, on
special days of the Buddhist calendar,
young women die for
several hours to act as
messengers between
the living and the dead.
- That's not what's going on here.
- Well, how could you possibly know that?
It's silver alloys that are picking up
electrical signals and radio frequencies.
That's why antennae
are made out of them and
lightning rods. What
does that have to do with...
She has two fillings in her head, embedded
in the autonomic center of her brain...
being stimulated by lightning
during electrical storms.
"As lightning comes
from the east and flashes
to the west, so does
the word of God."
Matthew 24:27. Believe
whatever you want to then.
Or deny whatever you
want to! I saw it! I heard it!
Look, is it significant that that's what
you're being paid to hear and see?
Religious phenomena
that confirms the
Bible's predictions of
the end of the world.
Right? You are making a
living off this, are you not?
Or maybe it's just you're
honestly delusional.
It is they who are making a living
out of this by cutting out her organs!
Because she can't recover.
She's speaking the word of God. I
know what happened to your daughter.
And now that you've confirmed
that she's summoning you,
if you don't help me stop them,
they'll cut her heart out all over again!
Stop. Just... stay away from me.
Stay away from me. "As
fire flashes from heaven,
so will the son of man
be heard on this day!"
Sister Josepha! Please
come. Her heart is failing.
What?
We're losing her.
We're ready to move on the flatline.
I want a transplant team in motion.
What's going on? What is that?
A respirator, so when her heart
stops her organs won't deteriorate.
- No, no, no. We need a crash team.
- [Man] Excuse me!
We need to start her heart.
We make that call, Sister!
Please, step outside.
Where is the crash team? Get the
crash cart! Where are the paddles?
[Man] If her heart stops,
we are not restarting.
There will be no heroic
measures— [Sister Josepha]
There will be heroic measures
taken if she's code blue!
[Sustained Beep]
[Voices Overlapping]
[Man] You have no authority in
here. This is a medical emergency.
[No Audible Dialogue]
[Beeping Resumes]
[Crowd Shouting] [Man] Get him!