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FATHER JUDE: What's the gig?

CARDINAL: From now on, you'll be investigating the Second Coming of Christ.

JAMIE: She's my birth mother. She tells me if I have a twin,

if I can find him, I find Layla.

I kind of escaped.

You can't tell me that! I'm in the White House!

(SPEAKING ITALIAN)

LEANNE: Yeah, this gon' be fine,

like Driving Miss Daisy, only without all that civil rights bull...

Shut up!

Hey, Ariel.

Give me one good reason

why I shouldn't rip your balls off.

JAMIE: Okay. Time to face facts.

I will never swim with dolphins,

see the sun rise over the Taj Mahal,

or get round to putting those shelves up in the kitchen.

Why? 'Cause it's the end of the world.

REPORT: (ON TV) One minute now. One minute.

These pictures coming live to us from Hubble.

JAMIE: I know what you're thinking.

"Cheer up, you're one of the lucky ones."

My question is, am I?

I mean, have you seen who else is in here?

Who are these people?

Are we the future of mankind? I mean, seriously?

REPORTER: Thank you all for watching. I hope we'll meet again.

GAINES: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Operation Saviour.

Our work here is secret, so, I now require you to surrender all devices

that allow contact with the outside world.

No one tweets, blogs, or sends carrier pigeons.

Now, you may be the world's finest minds,

but there's no point in dreaming unachievable dreams.

We need to use existing technology, existing weaponry.

So, be realistic.

Compromise. We report to the UN in two days.

The timescale will dictate our approach.

Uh, I'm his uncle.

I know it's chaos out there, but any sign,

give me a call, please.

GAINES: Now, many of you may find these statements overly optimistic...

MAN: (ON TV) We believe that the video proves McNeil

is part of a larger terrorist network.

We now believe she's armed and dangerous,

and poses a significant threat to national security.

We are therefore asking people to remain vigilant.

If you see her, please call 911 immediately.

Is this really necessary?

Girl, we're wearing prison uniforms.

Okay, what's the plan?

Oh, um, well, let me think.

I'll take the guards out with my nunchucks,

while you disable the motion sensors.

Does that sound good, Batman? "What's the plan?"

The plan is run over there

and grab as many of those damn clothes

as you can without getting caught.

It's gonna take us a week just to get to my place.

A week?

I thought we were talking, like, one or two days?

Now, how you think we're gonna do that, huh?

We gotta dump cars every few hours,

gotta stick to the back roads. It adds up.

Tennessee is only halfway for me.

I have got to get to Spike before Ariel does.

Well, it ain't gonna happen at all if you get caught, now, is it?

JAMIE: No, please. You've got it all wrong. I'm not who you think I am.

What's the magic word, Ariel?

I don't know because I'm not Ariel.

I'm Jamie, I'm his twin.

I'm just trying to find my wife. I think he has her!

I'm hoping that my birth mother knows where he is.

Her name is Mary, she abandoned me when I was a baby,

and this is the only address I have for her. That's why...

You really haven't changed, have you?

Everything is still a lie.

Hurry up and don't make a sound.

(TOY SQUEAKS)

(DOG BARKING)

Crap!

MAN: Gilda, what is it, boy?

(TOY SQUEAKS) (DOG BARKING)

MAN: Leave them rabbits alone!

Oh, oh!

Hello, puppy. It's okay, it's okay.

(TOY SQUEAKS)

Oh, my God, how many toys does this dog have?

Run!

Dumbass. Oh, my God!

Oh, no! Oh, no! Good doggy, good doggy...

(DOG BARKING)

Gilda! Scram!

(GUN COCKS)

Don't you move a muscle, missy.

Now, once again, what is the magic word?

(WHIMPERS)

See? It is you,

because only you could have done what you did,

and still not know the word I want to hear.

Mate, the magic word's "sorry".

Is it? Okay. I'm sorry, then.

"I'm sorry, then"?

You arrogant prick.

You know...

I vowed one day I'd see you grovel.

Now, do it properly.

Sorry.

Nope, not feeling it.

(WHIMPERS) I'm really sorry!

A little more humility.

From the bottom of my heart.

Come on, Ariel! I apologise from the bottom... Sorry!

Go on then, nail him. (GASPS)

She's not going to do it.

I can see it in her eyes.

(BOTH YELL)

Okay, now, listen. That was my bad.

I misjudged that.

Whoa. (GROANS)

This wasn't supposed to happen. (GROANS)

Please don't call the police, sir. I'm not a bad person.

Yeah, why you in prison then?

My son made a mistake.

He broke in somewhere that he shouldn't, and I took the blame.

My ass. No, it's true.

The only thing I'm guilty of is bad parenting.

God knows I tried.

Oh, God, I can't go back to jail. I'm so afraid to die alone in there.

I just want to be with my family at the end.

You can understand that, can't you?

CELINE: Are you kidding me, Father?

Is this some kind of joke?

Believe me, the minute the airlines get their act back together,

we are back in economy.

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FATHER JUDE: Our first case.

That's exciting.

What's wrong?

Nothing. I just never flew before.

Really? You're kidding.

That's adorable.

If you get scared, I'll let you hold my hand.

That won't be necessary, thank you.

Really great research, by the way.

I'm in danger of looking professional.

But in the future,

I will not need this,

this,

and that.

We have 32 days.

If you spend that kind of energy on each case,

you're going to be burnt out.

But the medical evidence?

Celine, I love your love of the rational,

but you get that we're beyond that now.

We're investigating false messiahs.

Or little giraffe girls.

If people are willing to believe this crap, do you really think

they can engage in a rational debate?

They can't.

So, we fight fire with fire.

So, we are just digging up dirt,

like, uh, tabloid X

and their sleaze?

Celine, in the real world,

it is always about money or sex.

And when it comes to the devout,

99% of the time, it's about sex.

It's a fact.

No, this is nonsense.

Sex is a natural urge.

And you put a lid on that, it seeps out the sides.

In unexpected, and sometimes, spectacular ways.

Well, I put a lid on it. I'm okay.

What? I am.

You took the vows, too.

Yes, but that was different.

I was young and I had plenty of time to get it out of my system.

But if you've never done it, it's much easier for it to become a hang-up.

(GROANING)

Give us the key.

If you let us out, we can drive you to the hospital.

Why should I trust you, though?

Because A, I'm not Ariel,

and B, you still hold the trump card.

You know where Mary is, I don't.

Or, you know, you could just do this on your own.

How's that working out for you so far?

Here. (GROANING)

Here, take it.

Don't worry. It suits you.

CROWD: Jane Doe! Jane Doe! Jane Doe! Jane Doe!

Okay, I see your point. We have moved beyond reason.

(CROWD CONTINUES CHANTING)

MAN: It's a miracle! It's a miracle!

Jane Doe! Jane Doe! Jane Doe!

(SPEAKING POLISH)

So, you've been busy?

Yes.

Last 48 hours have been crazy. Mainly suicides.

(CRACKING)

So, tell us about Jane Doe.

Approximately six years old, speaks English, but won't tell us her name.

She was in car crash two nights ago, with woman

we assume is mother,

but no ID, so who knows?

And she was dead when she arrived?

Yes. I examined her myself. Sent body down here.

(SHARP CRACK)

Tomasz was on shift.

He put her in a drawer.

An hour later, they're announcing end of world on TV,

when he hears the screams.

(COUGHS)

So, there's no way you both could have made a mistake?

I'm just asking.

And the nurse sent the first tweet?

Suddenly, it was all over the Internet.

People do the math.

Resurrection plus apocalypse equals Second Coming.

This mob has come for its messiah.

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Okay, where's your car?

What? I thought you had one!

Ariel, you said you'd drive me. (GROANS)

Okay, don't worry.

Give me back my phone, I'll call an ambulance.

Well done, genius. I wish I'd thought of that.

So, no ambulances?

It's a six-hour wait. They're short on crews.

It's the end of the world, remember?

Hey, look, don't worry. I reckon I can do this.

I've seen Call the Midwife. It basically involves towelling.

Quick word?

We cannot deliver a baby! Yes, we can.

Positive mental attitude.

I don't think that's enough. I think you need training and skills.

Can someone get over here and help me take my knickers off?

Boom! Bucket list phrase right there.

Admittedly, in my head, it was slightly sexier.

Look, she is terrified. For her sake, we need to look confident.

Swans, yeah?

You know, swans?

Calm up top even if down below, it's all like, "Help!" Swans.

Great.

GAINES: You know what's depressing here?

This may be the culmination of mankind.

Our finest minds, pinnacle of our civilisation, and look at 'em.

Even now, we still can't work together.

Maybe we deserve to die out.

Scotty?

Scotty.

You still look like crap. Have you slept?

You gotta look after yourself.

This is a marathon, not a sprint.

We haven't even started on the other thing.

Ariel, hold my hand.

I mean, I still hate you, but don't you dare leave me.

Okay, I'm still not Ariel, but don't worry, I promise I won't leave.

You're gonna be fine. Oh!

For the love of God! What?

I mean, talk about design flaw.

No, we're going to have to swap ends, mate.

Swans, yeah? Brilliant.

She took you hostage, yet, somehow, I'm the bad guy?

(GROANING)

(SCREAMING)

(BOTH SCREAMING)

I can't believe I gave birth to that.

How did he get so big?

Anyway, that's Spike.

God, I love him, but has he got a mouth on him!

Oh!

Knows it all, loves to tell you your every mistake.

(CHUCKLES)

Wouldn't have lasted five minutes in juvie, huh?

Exactly.

Thank you for not calling the police.

I really appreciate it.

Can I ask you a question?

Whose clothes are these?

Mine.

I, uh...

Well, I like to dress like a lady.

I am 46 years old, and I have never told no-one that before.

Round here, that ain't something you tell.

Guess I'm just tired of living scared.

Too late in the day. We could all be dead soon.

So, this is me.

Just a regular Joe who likes wearing pantyhose.

That bother you?

No.

Not at all.

In that case,

would you mind if I go change?

Just once in my life, I would like to be myself.

Mmm... Too slutty.

Too formal.

Excuse me, sir?

Could I use your phone?

Help yourself.

You are gorgeous.

REPORTER: (ON TV) ...released a video claiming her as a key operative

in their war on America.

Leaving no doubt that McNeil's attack on the NSA

was part of a wider orchestrated campaign to destabilise US interests.

(RECORDING) Hey, you got Spike's voicemail. Hit me on the... (BEEPS)

Honey, it's Mom. Listen. This is important.

There's a man called Ariel.

He also calls himself The White Horse.

I think he's trying to find you, but do not trust him, okay?

God, I wish you would answer the phone, just once.

(TAUNTING) Give me it.

Give me my phone, you drunk!

My house, my rules.

No phones, no TV, no Internet, till you do your chores.

Now, I asked you to empty the crapper, and you didn't, so...

Don't you dare. I forbid you.

Why are you such a loser?

Don't ever talk to me like that.

I'm your father.

(GROANS)

No, you're not. Rajesh is.

Not according to the judge, son.

(MOBILE PHONE CHIMES)

McNeil.

RHONDA: It's me. Did you find Spike?

SCOTTY: No, not yet.

What do you mean, not yet?

Look, I'm sure there's no need to panic, but...

They're not at the address on the custody papers.

Tim gave a false address.

So, Spike's missing? Scotty, you have to find him.

How? What do you want me to do?

I'm doing what I can, okay? But this is a bad time.

Work is kind of crazy...

I don't care!

This is your nephew! This is family.

What could possibly be more important than this?

I can't tell you that.

Oh, my God, you are unbelievable.

Tell me you at least spoke with Rajesh?

Scotty!

It's on my list.

Okay? But look, there's something else.

You are all over the news.

Some guy posted a video on the web this morning

and he says that you're a terrorist

helping him wage war on America.

You're not, are you?

Scotty, I'm a librarian.

So, why's he saying it?

'Cause he's a publicity-seeking prick who hates me.

And I think he's trying to find Spike,

so me getting re-captured suits him just... (BEEPS)

Scotty?

Scotty?

(GUN COCKS)

I trusted you.

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CROWD: Jane Doe! Jane Doe! Jane Doe!

JUDE: How about a joke? Do you like jokes? 'Cause I have a great joke.

Why did the monk leave the monastery?

Because he was cloister-phobic.

No? Okay.

Well, you'd laugh if you understood monastic architecture.

Uh, gum, do you like gum?

Jude, it's got nicotine.

(SIGHS) Okay, kid, you're killing us.

Can't you say something?

My mum told me not to talk to men like you. She says you're perverts.

Oh.

Well, maybe you will talk to me, then?

Okay.

What's a pervert?

Yeah, what's a pervert?

Uh, goodness. Yes.

Is a person who does things in funny ways.

Oh. Like a clown?

Yes. Sort of like a clown.

I know. Did you ever play thumb war?

Here, give me your hand.

One, two, three, four, I declare the thumb war.

Now, my thumb chases yours, yes?

(CHUCKLES)

Those people downstairs are funny, aren't they?

They're idiots. They think I'm going to save them.

Oh, but you are not?

Of course, not. I can't even cross the road on my own yet.

So, why do they say that?

They think I'm God's daughter.

Wow. And are you?

Of course, not. She's my daughter. Come here!

Mum!

It's okay. Mummy's okay. You're all right.

You stay away from her.

(SCREAMING)

I wish I had drugs!

Why would anyone do this naturally?

I think we're nearly there, okay?

(GROANS) It's okay. I think we're nearly there.

Okay, this is the one, this is the one. Okay?

I need you to push, push, push, push, push!

You can do it, you can do it. This is it!

That's it, that's it! That's it! That's it!

Push, push, push, push, push, push, push!

(SCREAMS)

(GASPS)

What's the matter?

(WHISPERING) Breathe, you know you want to.

Come on. Come on. Come on. This world's not so bad.

There's still stuff worth fighting for, yes?

There's still stuff worth fighting for.

There's still stuff worth fighting for.

There's still stuff worth fighting for.

There's still...

(BABY CRYING) Oh, thank God.

(SOBBING HAPPILY)

That's it, buddy.

You practise using those lungs.

Okay.

Okay.

Here we go.

There's Mummy.

SKYE: My son.

My little boy.

He's awesome.

Yeah, he is, isn't he?

I mean, it's not just me, is it?

No.

(BABY CRYING)

I don't know what to say.

Thank you. Thank you so much.

(SHUSHING)

Your hands are filthy.

What happened to your thing?

Your compulsive hand-washy thing?

I told you, I'm not Ariel.

Rajesh?

Rajesh?

Hey.

Hey, buddy, Rhonda told me to come and see you.

Sorry I didn't come earlier. Work's been crazy.

How's things?

(SIGHS) Well, I'm dying.

My son's been taken.

And the TV says that my wife is being hunted down like a dog.

But other than that, great.

By the way, we're being watched.

You think he's a cop?

God, I shouldn't have come here. This was such a big mistake.

You're visiting your brother-in-law,

it's the kind of thing that normal people do.

Now, what the hell is going on?

She said she's coming back to DC.

(SIGHS) Well, tell her not to!

How could she be so dumb?

I don't think that's quite the reaction she's hoping for.

Why do you think they're watching me, huh?

Look, I gotta get back to work.

Scotty, this comet,

is that you?

No.

What makes you say that?

I can't talk about it.

These scientists, is that just a diversion to keep people calm?

I'm not asking for me,

I'm already dead.

But Rhonda needs to know.

It's gonna be fine.

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I'm really sorry.

Your brother really brings out the worst in me.

We grew up on the commune together. He was my first love, sadly.

Then he ran off with my best mate when I was 18.

Haven't seen him since, till you showed up.

With your identical love rat face.

I just wanted to get my own back.

Make him cry a bit, for running off with Hawkwind.

Listen, take my advice.

Stay away from him.

Believe me, I would if I could, but I need to find my wife.

Is she in danger?

Is he dangerous?

Um...

Oh, no. No.

Calm down. We don't even know if she's with him for definite.

I can't help it. I lost her for seven years

and the thought of something bad happening to her now makes me feel sick.

I need her to be safe. I just...

Need her to be safe.

I've got to get out of Poland. I'm fine.

I just need to get her as far from these freaks as possible.

I repeat, I am not with the freaks.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah, yeah. You tell yourself that.

You're just a different bunch of freaks,

spouting a different load of mystical bollocks.

CELINE: Who is that?

My dad. He works in a bank.

Ah, that's nice.

And who's this going into his bank?

Your friend. Sister Sophia.

What did you say?

Sophia. Your friend that died.

She says she's happy and she's getting a lot of knitting done.

But how do you know this?

Ever since waking up, I hear this voice.

It says, "I have to give you a message.

"One day soon, you're going to see four horses.

"A white, a black, a red and a pale."

It says, "When you see them, don't panic. It's all part of the plan."

Here, I want you to have this.

I put where I live at the bottom.

I don't think your mum want anyone to know that.

It's not for anyone, it's just for you.

How are you going to get out of Poland?

You're not fit to drive, there are no flights.

JUDE: I have a plane.

Look, you've got to get out of here one way or the other.

A private plane is a lot better than wandering around the streets.

We'll put you in a cab. You can get a hotel, and rest up.

And, something goes wrong, then you can call a doctor.

Why are you being so nice?

What do you want?

Nothing.

You see that, "mystical bollocks," that I sell

is actually big on helping people.

Are you really a priest?

I believe in God, you don't, its fine.

But I think we both know that your daughter is not the Saviour.

Let me help you.

Okay.

How do we get past the freaks?

They're going to rip me apart.

He's a little bit smug, but still...

I mean, he would, right?

(SOUTHERN ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)

I think we can safely say it's a goner, Spike.

How'd you know my name?

Let's just say I'm a fan of yours.

And a friend of your mother's.

She speak to you today?

Shame. She said she was gonna call, let you know we were coming.

She sent you to get me out of here?

Who are you?

Can you keep a secret?

They call me The White Horse.

Shut up!

The White Horse? As in Deus Ex?

Oh, wow. Cool.

Well, looks like we got ourselves

a little mutual appreciation society.

You coming, or what?

REPORTER: (ON TV) The video reveals her as an enemy of US interests...

MAN: (OV TV) With Rhonda McNeil back beside us,

we will destroy the American government...

He's lying, I'm not with them. Save it for the cops.

Open your eyes, America. There is no apocalypse.

They just want to control you.

If it's the reward you want...

It's not about money. (TV CLICKS OFF)

It's about right and wrong.

Exactly! And that man is wrong.

He wants my son.

So, it'd be real convenient for him if I'm out of the way.

You're helping him! I trusted you.

I took you in, fed you, told you everything.

I just wanted something real with another human being,

but you lied to me.

(SIREN WAILING)

Please.

Please, I'm begging you.

Please.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

(GASPS)

She's in the bathroom!

Freeze, McNeil, or you are dead meat!

Leanne?

(TASER PULSES) (GROANS)

Honey, you might wanna exercise your right to remain silent.

(SIGHS)

Bitch went for me, sir... Ma'am.

Oh, boy.

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(CROWD SHOUTING)

There is a logical explanation for everything that's happened here today.

(SPEAKING POLISH) I've seen no evidence of a miracle.

The girl has Lazarus syndrome!

A medically-recognised condition where dead people

seemingly come back to life.

(CROWD SHOUTING)

There have been 38 cases since 1982.

They can't all be Jesus.

The child is not the Saviour!

That was cool!

REPORTER: (ON TV) Chaos in Poland this evening,

as footage emerges of an angry mob assaulting a Catholic priest.

The mob, followers of a bizarre cult,

were enraged when the priest publically challenged their beliefs.

The whereabouts and condition of the priest are unknown.

It's yet another worrying episode of so-called, "apocalypse fever".

In other news...

You've been gone hours.

Where were you?

Saw your sister on the news.

Please tell me you are not helping her.

Oh, geez, Scotty. You know how many laws you just broke?

You know they're gonna be watching her family,

seeing if she contacts anyone, right?

Mmm-hmm.

So? Yeah. I know.

I just went to see her husband.

I think his room's being watched.

Okay, I can still contain this if it stops right now.

What, so you want me to turn my back on my own sister?

No, I don't want that,

but you being under surveillance just isn't going to work.

We need total secrecy. Anyone hears anything, we're screwed.

She's my sister. She needs me.

I need you!

Okay?

I don't think I can do this.

Huh?

I'm sorry.

The bunker, and the lying. It's...

It's wrong.

It's not wrong, and you can do it.

Scotty, it's not like we're benefitting.

If the world ends, we're just as dead as everyone else.

Except we've got the burden of knowledge, they don't.

You're not the only one who's terrified.

(PHONE CHIMES)

It's probably your sister.

(SIGHS) Yeah.

I'm gonna take a shower, okay?

Come on, come on, come on! Pick up!

(RECORDING) This is Scotty, leave me a message...

Damn it!

Man, you know what? I love being a cop!

Think I missed my calling.

Any time you wanna thank me for saving you,

you can just chime right on in.

What should I thank you for? For Tasering me?

Or for abandoning me?

Ow!

LEANNE: Let me get something straight.

I do not abandon my friends. Ever.

When you was in that house getting fed, I was on my hands and knees,

outside that window, watching over you.

And it's a good thing I did, too.

Otherwise, your ass would be on its way back to jail right about now.

You were really there the whole time?

So, you know they're looking for me?

It would have been a lot safer for you to just ditch me.

Well, that ain't me.

Look, I know in normal life you'd cross the road to avoid me.

But this ain't normal, hon.

We got the whole world gunning for us,

and I just need one person on my side.

So, how 'bout it?

Okay.

But could I be the cop for a while?

Oh, man.

All right.

Well, wait, I thought you said we can't wear our prison fatigues.

Well, I ain't wearing that dress.

I mean, I know we on the run, but that is a no!

SKYE: So, you came to find Mary?

You know, I grew up on the commune with her.

She was like a second mum to me.

I mean, I can tell you everything you need to know.

I don't think I want to know.

Just where she is, that'll do.

All right.

I just thought...

When I was like this, she dumped me in a car park.

What kind of person does that?

To something this helpless?

And why ditch me, but keep my brother?

Fact is, she may have been like a mother to you,

but she was nothing like one to me.

SPIKE: When can I call my mom?

I need you to put these on first.

Why?

'Cause I said so.

Word of advice, never leave your web cam uncovered.

Have you ever heard of a programme called Face Chaser?

No?

That's 'cause the NSA doesn't want you to.

Facial recognition software.

You scan a photo of who you're looking for,

it monitors every security camera, every webcam on Earth.

They go anywhere near a laptop or an ATM,

bam! You've got 'em.

And I want it.

Why? Who are you trying to find?

A friend

who ran away.

You get me into the NSA,

you get me Face Chaser, and then we can talk about your mum, okay?

JUDE: Let's go.

What happened? Are you okay?

That is the last time that I ever

try to use reason with an angry mob.

Is okay, is over.

Keep moving, people, there's nothing to see here.

It's all perfectly rational.

Yes. Perfectly rational.

SKYE: This was Mary's room.

It's the Rapture. It took your Mum 15 years.

The ones on the string are going to heaven, the others are the damned.

The Four Horsemen are somewhere.

I think one of them broke, though.

It's the station. The shops.

I know, it's Slough.

There's the car park she left me in.

A little baby in a box.

Why are you showing me this?

Because it wouldn't be fair to you not to.

You need to understand before you meet her.

That's where she lives now.

It's a private psychiatric clinic in Scotland.

She was sectioned a few years ago.

It's in the Highlands.

Be honest with me. Am I wasting my time?

How gone is she? Will she even know where Ariel is?

I don't know.

But if anyone knows how to find him, it's Mary.

I mean, someone's paying the bills to keep her there.

(BEEPING)

(GATES OPENING)

(SIGHS)

God, this place depresses me.

(METAL DETECTORS BEEPING)

(RESPIRATOR WHIRRING)

Okay.

Who are they?

And what do you want us to do when we find them?

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