Revelations (2005): Season 1, Episode 3 - Hour Three - full transcript

T-minus three, two,
one, zero. Liftoff.

In a world dying of starvation,
disease and terminal bad temper,

why waste half
a billion dollars...

to repair an old
space telescope?

"For when the sun
is weary of heat,

and thou art wearied
with the futility of council,

let now the astrologer,
the stargazer,

stand up and save thee from these
things that will come upon thee."

Isaiah 47:13.

As we hurtle into the unknown,

there is no better way of
knowing what is coming...



than by looking
at what has past.

Your God has deserted you.

The evidence abounds.

Dr. Massey?

Dr. Massey?

That's what he was thinking when
he choked the life from your child.

- Daddy?
- Hmm?

Why are some people mean?

Of his disciples,
two were captured.

As yet we have no
motive for the crime.

Satanist Isaiah Haden
has fled the country.

As yet we have no motive...

For those of you
seeking easy answers,

you should report down
the hall to Bible class,



where God created man
out of mud, and Satan,

like some Santa Claus who's keeping track
of who's been naughty and who's been nice.

You'll be sorry, Richard.

What more can you do to me?

You'd be surprised.

Go bag another Satanist?
Make you feel better, Richard?

That pain was a testimony
to the power of human love.

Dr. Massey?

Dr. Massey?

You're all right.
You're all right.

They gave you a muscle relaxant.

In space— You're all right.

We sense our own mortality...

and the true, diabolical
nature of time—

Endless, yet fleeting,

nothing more precious,
yet nothing more wasted.

Majorca, London, Prague—

Majorca, London,
Prague and Athens.

A message sent by terrorists
to any nation who would host...

the so-called Ecumenical Peace Council—
A gathering of world religious leaders...

designed to ease the escalating
turmoil in the Middle East,

a situation some have described
as a ticking global time bomb.

Do you remember the church?

The church? We were
looking for the child, and...

I'm afraid I led you
into harm's way.

We're lucky to be alive.

I'm many things, Sister,
but lucky isn't one of them.

You need to get up.

I'm remembering
that at the church,

you decided that this
child wasn't Christ.

I'm questioning it.

The Scriptures say that...

when Christ is on
Earth, Satan will send...

false Christs and false prophets to
confuse and lead the faithful astray.

Decoys? Yes.

But an indication that
Christ is here on Earth,

and the Antichrist
is soon to follow.

I'm Dr. Nikos. Sorry it took me so
long. I had to find a private launch.

I heard you were stirring
up the natives yesterday.

We were getting a little
stirred up by them too.

- The miracle child?
- Have you seen him?

- No.
- Have you seen any of the healings?

- I saw some of those, yes.
- And what did you think?

I think there's nothing
stronger than the power of belief.

But you are not a believer.

I was raised Greek Orthodox
by parents who believed...

when Armageddon comes, Christ
will literally descend on a cloud,

surrounded by an army of a
thousand men on white horses.

And the Antichrist will rise from the
ocean in the form of a seven-headed dragon.

But you did witness a healing?

The blind can see,
the lame can walk.

It happens on
television every Sunday.

What you don't see is their conditions
return when the program is over.

- Psychosomatic healing.
- Mass hysteria, in this case,

fueled by the reports of a
delusional woman in Athens,

claiming to be a virgin
mother looking for her child.

A woman in Athens
looking for her child?

She claims someone took
it from her at the ferry dock.

- She never got on the ferry.
- No. They brought her to my hospital.

You examined her?

A colleague of mine. She was
sent to a psychiatric hospital.

And she was without her baby?
She probably heard about...

what was happening in Patmos
and claimed it as her own.

Would you by any chance know which
psychiatric hospital she's been sent to?

It really is of the utmost
importance that we find her.

She's in an old facility in the Italian
countryside between Florence and Rome.

It's called Villa
Corvaccio. Thank you.

X-rays first, and
then I can make a call.

I think we're gonna
beat them to it.

You've brought me a present.

Untouched from the
last time she used it.

They told her father
they were detectives...

joining the search for little Olivia,
and they needed some personal items...

for the bloodhounds
to help track her.

Not far from the truth.

Oh!

Sweet Olivia.

Let us know when
you're ready to go.

Where is Massey?
He made it to Patmos.

He'll stop soon enough.

And the Davenport Devil? Plays
his last game of soccer tonight.

By what method? Inspired
by the Garden of Eden...

Forbidden fruit.

Hello, Hawk.

What took you so long?

V. O. B.-1? Cue checks.

All quiet. It's all good.

Hey. Time for lights out.

How about I just open up your
bedroom door whenever I feel like it?

It's late. You've got
school tomorrow.

Oh, I forgot to tell you.
I'm not doing that anymore.

Not as long as that creep
keeps following me around.

They call him my
nanny. Funny, huh?

- It's for our peace of mind, Henry.
- Hawk!

I'm sorry. I knew
you as Henry...

Until she died. Yeah,
well, I'm Hawk now, okay?

Call yourself whatever you want,
but get off the computer and go to bed.

Good night.

Hey. Time already?

It's a long shift, man.
Try not to freeze.

Oh, yeah!

Thou beware. Thou beware.

For he will come like
a thief in the night.

He will come like
a thief in the night.

Thou beware.

Thou beware.

Beware. Thou beware.

Thou beware.

Beware. Beware.

For he will come like
a thief in the night.

Thou beware.

Thou beware.

Thou beware. Beware.

He will come like a thief
in the night. Oh, yeah.

Put on a show.

He's watching. And
the moon will darken...

and turn to blood.

Hoath Satani.

Fifty kilometers
outside of Florence.

If someone wanted to keep her
hidden away, this would be the place.

She doesn't speak,
except for her prayers.

When they brought her
here, she had no identification.

She was filthy and wore
the clothes of a beggar.

We don't know her name.

We've tried many, but she
really responds to "Mary."

But, of course, that's
just her delusional name,

and we discourage
the staff from using it.

Is this a charity
hospital? I wish it were so.

We will struggle to keep the
lease. Who supports her here?

She's a great favorite of ours.

So pure of heart, one
could almost believe her.

I'll have to lock it
behind you, but someone

will be out here
waiting for you to knock.

Is that necessary?
She tries to escape.

To where? To
find her son, Jesus.

Anna-Theresa?

Anna-Theresa?

Anna-Theresa?

You know me. You said my name.

We've been looking for you.

My name is Sister Josepha,
and this here is Dr. Massey.

We're here to help you.

Do you know where they
have taken him—my child?

I hear him cry for
me in my dreams.

Who has taken him? Anna,

who took your child?

Three priests.

Hooded priests.

He cried for me when
they took him from me,

reached out to me
when they took me away.

Where? Where did they take him?

On the boat. One of them.

The other two took
me to a— It was night.

When I told them
God is his father,

they beat me.

I do not lie before God.

I am a virgin, and
they say I am a whore.

Where is my child?

Please, give me my child.

Mother Josepha, no
one will believe me.

God has told me this.

How? How has God told you this?

With his love.

When he came to me in the light,
they called at night to awaken me...

and said, "She who has
suffered will bear his child,

for she can stand the
suffering that will follow."

But I cannot.

I've failed him.

No, you can.

You can. You are.

Because you have found
someone who believes you.

We both—We both believe you.

Anna, how did you
come here to Corvaccio?

After I was beaten, I went
back to the dock to find my baby.

The police came and took
me, first to a hospital in Athens,

then to the police station.

- A gentle priest rescued me— -
Did the priest mention his name?

He told me it is
best I not know.

But I heard the police
call him Father Tassone.

Did you hear a first name? Is
there anything else you can tell us?

Tassone. What
is that? Is that...

Italian. He's smaller than
you. Very gentle, but brave.

- That's very helpful. Thank you.
- We will be back for you.

My lips to God's
ear, we will be back.

So you are the
first to believe me.

You are the
first I will believe.

Thank you.

God has brought
you to me. I know this.

I see his truth in your eyes.

So, she was dismissed
from the abbey,

she disappears, has the baby
and then turns up at the Vatican.

Cardinal Laveigh's office.

He turned her away.

She's followed by
monks— Somebody...

And they take the baby
and try to intimidate her...

into denying that
she's a virgin mother.

What do you think?
What do you think?

Well, I believe her.

I hope we can find that baby.

Rubio, stop looking
for an Anna-Theresa.

Start looking for a Father
Tassone, Italian. No first name.

I'll call you from Rome.

Do you need an appointment
to get in the Vatican?

Hey, Benjamin, can you
catch up here for a sec?

Yeah.

What's up? No one wants to
hang out with me because of you.

We might as well hang together,
right? That's good. I'd like that.

How did you get into this
line of work? Is it interesting?

Whoa! What do you
got in here, man, bricks?

I got a bag of chips if
you wanna break 'em out.

Oh?

This looks good. Damn it, Henry!

What are you trying
to prove, Henry?

Hey. Come on. Hey.

Henry!

All right.

Lovely boy.

You must kiss me,
for I cannot kiss first.

I lied.

Tell me you're a virgin. Why?

It's important to me.

Okay. Yeah. No lie?

No lie. I love that.

Henry! Henry!

Give him hell.

Henry, I've had it with you.

I'm bringing you home,
and that is it for me.

Okay. Okay. I give up. You win.

Henry!

Come on! Hey!

Henry!

Come on!

Let's jump! That's insane.

We can do this. Look.

- I don't know.
- Come on!

Him or me? Freedom
or oppression?

Make your choice.

Henry!

I can't believe we
just did this. I can.

Henry!

Whoo-hoo!

You know, when I first saw the
Vatican, I thought it was heaven.

I thought I actually
was in heaven.

And then you became the rebel.

Well, the naughtiest children are
the ones most in need of approval.

Or maybe the secret favorite.

No, not me. I am dangerously
close to excommunication.

Somehow, I think you'd survive.
No. Actually, you're wrong.

I've been wearing this
since I was a teenager, and...

I can't imagine
being without it.

It would be like, um...

Like Superman without his cape.

Yes, exactly.
Exactly. Ken Clark.

Uh, Clark Kent.

Clark—Whichever.

Ken Clark.

Hi, Miriam. It's Nora Webber.

Is Henry there?

Yes, please. If you do, ask
him to call home right away.

I've called everyone he knows.

Jennifer Cobey saw
him after school...

walking up Orchard Road with
the bodyguard right beside him.

Where the hell's the bodyguard now? He's
supposed to call if something goes wrong.

I haven't heard from him either.

Okay, I'm calling the police.

This can't be.

We're here. We're where?

Whoo-hoo-hoo!

Hey!

Good to see you, man.
I've heard a lot about you.

I can't wait to get started.

Who are you? We're your friends,

Ogden and Tulia.

- She didn't mention us?
- Uh, I think I should be going home now.

- We're here to take you home.
- I'll hitch.

Somebody help! Oh, yeah, my bad.

I forgot to say, "Don't shout."

Do what you're told, okay?

We don't want a repeat of
what happened to your sister.

Shh!

Discipline starts in the
home, Henry. Welcome home.

I wish you didn't
have to stay a virgin.

That would've
been fun on the train.

She's a pistol, isn't she?

Bye. Come on.

Hoath Satani!

Sister Josepha.
Cardinal Laveigh.

It's very good of you to
see us at such short notice.

An urgent telephone call from Sister
Jo, one wonders what it could be.

It's about the miracle child.

So you went to Patmos.
I'm not at all surprised.

You must be Dr. Massey.
How do you do?

How is it you were enticed into joining
Sister Jo in this wild-goose chase?

That would mean that we're
chasing after something that isn't there.

The truth is always there.
The truth of—Oh, yes, yes.

That baby Jesus returned to Earth,
unknown to any but Sister Josepha,

who always seems to
know what no one else does.

"To know what one does not
know is the beginning of wisdom."

Gautama Buddha.

Dead philosophers
are grateful to Sister Jo.

Did you find any evidence?

We have. Did you? We're
not so easily convinced.

Doubt what you hear,
trust what you see.

The Patmos child was a
foundling born out of wedlock...

to a mother afraid
to tell the truth,

who set it on a piece
of driftwood out to sea.

Seventy miles out to sea,
near the site of a sunken ferry.

Folk tales. The photograph?

Doctored. To what end?

To raise money for the church.

They charge 200 Euros to see it.

Poor souls, standing in line with
their life savings in their hands.

No wonder someone burned it
down. Do you know a Father Tassone?

The woman who claims she was
the virgin mother came here for help,

and she and her child
were turned away.

She was followed by
three hooded priests.

Maybe they were thugs in priests' robes,
but they tried to beat her into silence.

As I said, doubt what you
hear and trust what you see.

- We saw the woman.
- When they'd finished with her,

Father Tassone rescued her and
took her to a mental institution...

where she's being maintained
by an unknown benefactor.

- May I know the name of this institution?
- So you're not the benefactor?

Certainly not.

So, did the Church send the
three priests after her then?

- We should speak alone.
- About?

Your schoolgirl imagination
and reckless behavior.

You believe we're at the
end of days. So do many.

But you do no service to the Church
because your manner frightens people.

They think you're insane, and, frankly, so
do I, for making accusations such as this.

Without Torvald Eklind shielding
you, you'd be excommunicated.

Do you have anything to say?

May God grant him a
long life, and you as well...

so that you shall have to deal
with me till the end of your days.

- Duncan, call them a car.
- No need. Thank you for your time.

Why would the Vatican
be complicit in any of this?

What would they have to gain?
To gain custody of the child...

at a time when the
Church is losing its power.

What greater power could it have
than the power of Jesus Christ?

Trust me, if they have him,

they won't let anything
get in the way of that.

Hey, hey, hey!

Hey!

Who was that? Somebody
who wants us out of Rome.

We're just too easy to spot.

It's the outfit.

Come on.

Clark Kent time. Come on.

Why don't you try these on?

- Signore.
- This—This one.

Here. Some money.

That should cover it.

Are you ready?

Yes.

We should go.

- There's taxis over there.
- Okay.

Oh!

Richard.

Why didn't I kill him?

Wh-What's happened?

Hawk's missing.
Lucy's stepbrother.

They got him.

Oh, no.

He's gone.

- Feel like pizza, Samaael?
- That's not my name.

Not smart, Sam. Things
happen to chosen children...

who insist on using
their Christian names.

Like little Hecate, who
insisted her name was Lucy.

I believe the last thing she
said was, "That's not my name."

A 14-year-old boy, missing
for less than 24 hours,

wouldn't normally draw
this type of attention.

The difference being this is the
stepbrother of Lucinda Massey,

whose death at the hands of
Satanists made headlines worldwide,

and whose alleged killer is being
imprisoned nearby, awaiting trial.

Ladies and gentlemen, we hope
you've enjoyed your flight from Rome.

We'll be landing in
Boston in about 15 minutes.

- Mr. and Mrs. Massey?
- Montafiore.

Sorry. I saw the wedding ring. Can I
get you anything else before we land?

No. I'm fine. Thank you.

May I ask you something?
Have you given up the search?

- Because if you have, they've won.
- It's up to me to fight this battle?

May I read? Book of Isaiah.

"When the sun is weary of heat" —
Which means when the world is ending...

"and thou art weary of
council" — Which means...

when all efforts to
save it have failed...

"then turneth to the
stargazer, the astrologer,

to save thee from these
things that befall you."

Is it up to you to
fight this battle?

Ask your daughter, who traveled
from another world to beg you.

And ask Hawk, who
is still in their hands,

whether he would want
you to turn your back on this.

And ask God, because it
is he who has chosen you.

- Get Sister Delise.
- Yes, Sister. Right away.

- Tom, this is Richard.
- Richard, we got a little good news.

I'm praying that it's true. The
security company got a message...

from the guard calling to
say that he was quitting.

Henry kneed him in
the groin and ran away.

Let's hope. Let's hope
and pray he's a runaway.

I came back to help,
and I'm coming over.

Hey, devil boy.

Tom. Richard. Not a good idea.

Get the warden. He's
pulling some crap again.

Let's check her pulse.

Hi.

Oh, hello, Richard. Did
you find the Christ child yet?

'Cause we're gonna need him with
all the hell you've brought to my door.

I came to help,
Nora, if you'll let me.

How? Turn back the clock?
Make some different decisions?

He told you he'd get even.
You brought him back anyway.

I told you I didn't want you to take Lucy
for the summer, but you took her anyway.

"If your mom's too strict, come to
my house. We'll have a great time."

And this.

I found this in his drawer.

"Hear my words and hear me well.

Gotta go. Gotta run.

I'm late to hell."

One way or the
other, they got him.

- What's happening?
- Hard to tell.

Blood pressure's
down to 70 over 40.

He hasn't responded to the stimulant,
which usually takes immediate effect.

- Look.
- Meditation?

If it is, he's heading
into dangerous territory.

- What possible reason?
- Kill himself. Become a martyr.

Maybe get you to transfer him outta here
to a hospital where there's less security.

- I'm not inclined to do that.
- This was in his mouth,

and this in his hands.

Looks like voodoo stuff.

Thirty-seven, 36.

- The fever started when?
- Hour, maybe.

Blood pressure, respiration,
everything started going up at once.

There's no infection.
Her urine's clear.

Mother, I don't know
what's driving this.

I don't like sitting
here watching

this. Can you
shoot him up again?

Thirty-five. Heartbeat, 159.

- Thirty-four.
- 160.

- 109, 28.
- Temperature 104 and climbing?

Ice— How's our supply?
Give me a blanket.

Do we have ice? Ice, Sister!

- Compresses. Quickly, please!
- His lips are turning blue.

Look at the eyes.

Temperature, 104.3.
He's in a dream state.

Let's get a cold bath. We don't
want her to start convulsing.

Is that a seizure?
Call Transport.

Medics!

Alcohol. It's not helping.

He's in stasis. It's reversing.
His heart rate is coming back up.

Her heart rate is slowing down.

Thank God!

She's cooling down.

It seems like it's over.

The question is, what
the hell was it all about?

Get him!