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Ah, Carly.

Working on you latest art project again, I see?

I'll try not to have nightmares.

What are we gonna do with you?

I'm just surprised, I guess.

Your grades have really been dropping lately.

If I'm being honest,

I'm a little disappointed in you, Carly.

Colleen.

Gabby.

Renee.

Diane.

Colleen.

Put that phone down.

I'm trying to talk to you.

[laughing]

What's so funny, Miss DeLuca?

You.

Me?

Funny?

I'll tell you what's funny, Carly.

An 18-year-old valedictorian track student

who just stops turning in their work.

Stops showing up to practice,

lashing out at fellow students, teachers.

Look...

I know it may seem like I'm so much older,

but believe me, I have been where you are right now.

I've been teaching for a long time.

I know what a kid looks like when something's wrong at home.

Something's happened.

You don't have to protect anybody.

Not in here.

You can talk to me about anything.

There are no secrets between us, Carly.

I know some secrets, Mr. Morgan.

Well, in my experience, teenage girls

have all the secrets, don't they?

Tell me your secrets, Carly.

You can ask anybody. I can keep a secret.

I can keep your secrets, too.

I can't.

What is this?

How do I stop this?

How do you...

How did you get this... this isn't real.

How do I turn this damn thing off?

Nice try.

What?

You have nothing.

Nothing!

It's just my word against yours.

I've been here 13 years.

That AI crap, that won't work anymore, do you understand?

You need help.

And I'm gonna find that for you.

What are you doing?

The only way out is through.

You're sick.

You hear me?

You're sick.

I have a family.

I have a little girl.

But you can't... This isn't what it seems like.

You can't just do this.

I know all about your little girl.

I released your entire video collection 15 minutes ago.

God damn it.

Damn it!

I'm gonna kill you.

No, no, no, no, no.

Open the door. Open the goddamn door!

She's strong.

She's exhausted.

I've been praying for you.

For all three of you.

Thank you, Charlotte.

Mind if I join you?

Mr. Morgan was a creep.

Everyone knew it.

School knew it. Everyone.

I just keep seeing it.

I can't stop seeing it.

I saw a dog get hit by a car once.

I was five.

It probably messed me up for life in ways

that I don't even know about yet.

Is that supposed to make me feel better?

No.

Sorry, I'm not good at this. Um...

Have you slept yet?

No.

Have the police talked to you?

Last night.

What did they ask?

Everything.

I was the last person to see him.

They think that I posted the videos.

Did you?

Now I hope you don't mind,

but I called Bishop Colby this morning.

Why would you do that?

He helped Ryan get through some

really tough times back when he was at St. Thomas.

We're making an appointment with an actual psychologist.

Good.

Look, it doesn't have to be a religious intervention.

There's a priest at a seminary who has a masters in psychology.

He runs an outreach program in the city.

Father Finnegan.

He's a good man.

Well, we'll definitely consider it.

What?

I just think that, you know,

she would feel a lot less pressure talking to

someone like that versus a traditional psychologist.

Great.

Any idea as to who posted the videos?

They came in anonymously.

Everyone is saying that you posted the videos

and that's why Mr. Morgan killed himself.

I mean, if you did, great.

That man is a pig and a predator and I hope you did post them.

Do you?

Yes.

What is that supposed to mean?

You weren't in the videos.

Of course not.

Mr. Morgan?

That's gross.

You weren't in the videos that I posted.

I don't understand.

I posted the videos.

But not all of them.

That's great news.

I should go, um...

Sit.

Uh, well, you should have come to me.

We could have taken him down together.

Why?

Because I'm your best friend.

Because of something like that,

you don't just go off on your own.

Colleen didn't have anyone to talk to.

Neither did Gabby.

Renee.

We were all victims.

But you didn't say anything.

I didn't know about all of them.

You knew and you did nothing.

I was so scared.

I didn't know how to stop it.

How many girls, Diane?

Three?

Six?

-Twenty-six? -No, Carly, stop it.

I think I need to go now.

I know what you and Mr. Morgan did

-behind the bleachers, Diane. -Stop it.

Hey!

I know that you recruited those girls for him.

Let me go!

I know that he said you were his favorite.

And you wanted to please him.

I know that you're responsible.

What is wrong with you?

Are you ready to atone for your sins?

-Carly! -Oh my God!

Carly!

-Oh, father. -Hey.

It's good of you to join me.

Yeah.

Cold chill in the air this morning.

Yeah.

Please. Sit with me.

Thank you.

Father Choi tells me you're thinking about leaving.

Well, I was still thinking about it.

Hmm.

Georgia...

Certainly did a number on you, didn't it?

Maybe.

When I was a kid, I thought I heard an angel's voice.

Hmm.

It guided me to the church.

I don't hear that voice anymore.

Not every battle fought ends in victory.

Sometimes we have to lose a few to solve

a problem from a different perspective.

Are you trying to talk me out of leaving?

I'm going to ask you to take a different perspective.

I don't know.

There's a family I know needs help.

A woman I know set this up.

And I've talked to the father already

and it's clear that they're not looking for a priest...

But someone like you.

They don't know me.

He knows what he needs.

His daughter is unwell.

Volatile. Withdrawn.

And there's been a teacher's suicide,

and a very serious accident involving a close friend.

Now the girl was present for both.

Oh, Bishop. That...

That sounds like a trauma case.

And the mother would agree with you.

But the father is a true believer

and has asked for my help.

You told him about my credentials?

Of course.

He knows all about your outreach

and your wonderful work with troubled youths.

Michael...

Maybe you're right. Maybe this life isn't for you.

But your calling is helping people.

And this father is standing right in front of you

asking for help for his daughter.

And if I go... and we find their daughter

needs a psychiatrist and not a priest...

Then we tell them just that.

And then let them decide their next steps.

You think there's more than that?

What has me concerned

is that he mentions something about his daughter's voice.

And her character changing.

Not mood swings. Something...

much more fundamental.

One thing is for certain.

Both parents are very afraid of their own child.

We really appreciate you taking time

out of your schedule to see us, Father.

It's my pleasure.

I made plenty so please don't be shy.

Oh wow.

All this is really not necessary.

Salt?

No, I'm good.

Look, we really appreciate you coming here.

But...

Carly needs a doctor.

A real one.

We're trying to get her

an emergency psychiatric evaluation.

But unfortunately, insurance won't cover it

unless we have a referral from her primary care physician.

And they can't see us until Thursday.

So that's when we go.

Hmm.

Well, I think that's the right call.

What I can offer isn't a substitution

for a psychiatric evaluation.

I just want to help the family and...

I'm not a replacement for science.

Good.

Then we understand each other.

Tell me what happened.

Well at first... she...

started pulling away from us.

You know...

Yeah, it just felt like teenager-y stuff... at first.

Um...

Then we went into her room,

and we found a book on the occult.

Books on Satanic rituals.

Father, I swear to you we have no idea

how she got her hands on this stuff.

Which doesn't tell us anything

except that she likes to read books on the occult.

It tells us that she was looking for answers.

But then she started getting these mood swings.

She was vomiting everywhere.

She... just wasn't herself.

Now...

She never used to lash out at us.

But... now it's almost every day.

That's when she started getting violent.

Violent?

Not so violent that we can't trust her.

Whatever you guys share with me here

stays between us... Okay?

I'm here to help, not judge.

Go on.

This is why we need a doctor.

When? When did she get physical?

Look...

Teenagers lash out. I mean...

I'm not trying to minimize it. I just...

I think that's what we're doing by saying "lash out".

She attacked us. She attacked us.

Okay. We don't know what was in her head...

-Mel... -...At the time.

Look, I'm not going to judge my daughter based on

a couple of incidents where she was clearly in distress.

Okay. Yeah.

So, what happened with her friend, Diane?

Well, um...

They had an argument.

When?

Right...

Before Diane...

ran into the street.

Uh...

She was hysterical.

The car didn't even have time to slow down.

And then when we got out there,

Carly was just... smiling.

Father, she's just not been herself.

You know?

And um...

I really miss my little girl.

Yeah.

Can I talk to her?

Alone?

No. I don't think that would be a good idea.

She's had a very rough couple of weeks,

and she would feel like she's being evaluated.

No, she won't. She won't.

No notes, no agenda.

Just a conversation.

No, no, no. She doesn't take well to strangers...

-Mel. -...right now.

Miss DeLuca...

The moment she asks me to leave, I will.

Okay?

Fine.

I'll be...

I'll be just outside.

You don't have to talk to me if you don't want to.

I'm not here

to tell you how to feel

or what to believe

or why any of this happened.

I'll be honest with you. I'm not even sure why I'm here.

Your dad called me.

I said yes and now I am sitting in your living room

eating deviled eggs.

They're delicious, by the way.

How are you sleeping?

Fine.

Your mom tells me you're not eating very much.

You shouldn't believe her.

Your mom loves you, Carly.

[scoffs]

Look... Um...

Can we talk about what happened with Mr. Morgan?

Diane?

No.

Okay.

You lost someone.

We all lose someone.

Recently.

You blame yourself.

Is that what's happening here, Carly?

You blame yourself?

You think...

if you'd done a better job...

they'd still be here.

Where did you hear that?

I've got news for you, Priest.

She'd still be alive if you were better at your job.

Is that what you think?

You pray, but no one answers.

You haven't felt anything in a long time.

Not since you were a little boy.

Okay, I...

I think it's time we brought your parents in.

You don't deserve an answer.

That's why you came here.

Not because Bishop Colby asked you to.

You came here...

because you're hoping...

I'm real.

[screaming]

Carly, what did you do?

No!

Stop it!

What did you do to her?

Stop! Stop!

Get out of my house.

Okay.

Melissa, she just attacked him.

Leave.

It's okay. It's okay.

Get out of my house.

I'm going... I'm going.

I'm going.

Honey, it's okay.

It's okay, Carly.

And you blessed the salt.

And did she see that?

That I blessed it?

I... I don't know.

I mean, it's all in my report.

How do you suppose she knew about Georgia?

About the suicide?

It was a publicized case.

Newspapers, online.

She could have found it in two minutes if she wanted to.

Alan DeLuca called me this morning.

Okay... [chuckles]

Bishop, I am not welcome in their house anymore.

Alan wants you back.

Carly needs a... a... a... a psychiatric evaluation.

Whatever I saw, I am... I am not equipped.

Just one more visit, please, Michael.

Please.

What do you think this is?

Some kind of malevolent spirit.

I wouldn't know what to look for

if this were an actual possession.

My doctorate is in social work.

I know. I know.

But I'm assembling a team who are.

There's a Monsignor, a Monsignor Afinacci,

being called down from the Vatican.

He's bringing his team.

Now, they'll handle all the spiritual mechanics.

I need you to handle the girl.

When?

Any day now.

That's why I need you to go back one more time,

just until they arrive.

And one more thing.

The Monsignor told me that every day that

the demon gets stronger, the host body gets weaker.

Okay.

I'm sorry. And you want me there when that happens?

No, I need you there to make sure that it doesn't.

Michael, I need you to keep her strong.

Make her fight back.

Okay, and how long until, uh...

Historically, the Vatican books indicate as little

as seven days, perhaps two weeks, but she's just a child.

Three days have already passed.

Indeed.

Michael, I need you to keep her strong.

My son, maybe, maybe this is your purpose.

Hi, Charlotte.

Hi, Melissa.

I heard noises. Are you okay?

What's happening with Carly? Is she okay?

Yeah, she's all right.

Oh, I saw the priest was here.

I'm so glad you talked to him.

He's really a miracle worker.

Yeah, that was Alan's idea.

I'm really sorry about the noise and the trauma.

Carly's going through a rough time.

We're doing everything that we can to help her,

but we could really use some privacy right now.

So...

That poor girl.

Maybe I could just come in and lend a hand.

I'm sure you could both use a good home-cooked meal

and the Lord said to treat your neighbors as yourself.

We will call you if we need your help, okay?

But I...

We really don't need your help right now.

I think you do.

You all do.

Especially that... that child of yours.

Excuse me.

I will pray for you.

For all three of you.

God is good.

God is good all the time.

Father Finnegan said he's speaking

to the bishop on our behalf.

Alan, please.

I really think that he can help us.

Enough with this God stuff.

What is it going to take for you to understand

that she needs a doctor and not a priest?

God stuff?

What is going on with you?

Our daughter is hurting.

She needs help.

[coughing]

Honey? Honey?

Hey, Alan, get some water.

[retches]

[metal clanging]

[groaning]

Alan!

Alan...

Oh my God.

[screams]

Carly?

Carly, honey?

Carly?

I know you're in there.

Show yourself!

Please...

Get out of me...

[Carly sobbing]

CARLY: You coward!

[growling voices]

Hoc est quad...

CARLY: No!

Please...

I don't want this.

I made a mistake.

Nimis sero est nunc ad id, Carly.

Te adiuvi, nuncmeus es.

What are you doing?

No!

Stop!

Quod tuum est...

meum est.

Carly! Carly, stop!

Baby, it's okay.

It's okay.

Alan!

I'll be right back.

[grunts]

Hey.

Thank you for coming here, father.

The paramedics say that she's in a coma.

Oh, well, I'm so sorry.

She's fine for right now.

They're just running tests.

Can I see her?

There's something else, father.

There were these nails.

Nails?

They came out of her mouth.

She went into her bathroom and was talking to herself...

Melissa was able to get some of it on camera.

CARLY [on recording]: Quod tuum est, meum est.

Please tell me that's not what I think it is.

Again, please.

CARLY [on recording]: Hoc est quod voluisti.

It's Latin.

This is what you wanted.

Dark spirits speak Latin?

No, my son.

No, they don't.

This is something older.

Something very different.

A demon.

And the more harm it causes,

directly or indirectly, the stronger it gets.

It already sounds like it's feeding on Carly.

And it'll keep on doing that, feeding on her body

and her spirit until it's wearing her like a suit.

This is going fast.

We have maybe two days, perhaps less.

And the Monsignor and his team?

Any moment.

You...

Bishop, you said a day.

Michael, please.

Just go back to the hospital.

Sit with her.

Talk to her parents.

But above all else, keep that girl present.

Whatever that means right now.

Just until the Monsignor gets here.

And if they don't get there in time?

Then we don't wait for them.

But I need to know exactly what we are dealing with here.

And I am preparing something that will tell us definitively.

I...

Bishop, can we even do this?

If Carly DeLuca is possessed by a demon,

an actual demon,

then there really is only one way to save that girl's life.

An exorcism.

-Hey. -Hey.

Any changes?

No.

Doctors haven't been by in hours, so...

At least she's resting.

She's in a coma, Mel.

Alan, I'm just trying to...

I know that you don't subscribe to any of this church stuff,

but do you not see what's happening here?

What exactly are we supposed to do?

We're in a hospital.

The doctors are doing everything that they can for her.

I don't think they're doing enough.

Do you?

You know what Father Finnegan just told me?

Oh, where's Father Finnegan?

Or... or Bishop Colby?

I... I don't see them.

Do you think we're still dealing with a cold here, Mel?

You think she's sick?

You have no idea what we're dealing with here.

-And you do? -No, but the church does.

And what exactly is the church gonna do about it?

I don't know.

I don't know.

All I want to do is help.

I...

-Alan... -I've gotta get some air.

[door opens, closes]

Yes, hi.

I'm the mother of Carly DeLuca.

She's a patient.

Yes, this is Melissa, her mother.

I'm calling to see if there have been any cancellations.

My daughter needs an emergency psychiatric evaluation.

And they told me to call, so...

Yes, I will hold.

Mmm... Mom?

Honey?

Mom?

Oh...

Yes, I'll call you back.

Honey? Honey?

Are you okay? Are you...

Do you need me to call the doctor? Are you...

Are you in any pain?

Thank you.

For what?

I don't want Father Michael to come back.

The Priest?

No, you promised.

No more priest. No more church.

Or else they're gonna know our little secret.

What secret, Carly?

What are you talking about?

Oh, Mom.

You remember.

17 years ago, when you were so desperate,

you would have said anything to anyone who would listen.

What are you saying?

I remember.

Carly, you're hurting me.

You dirty slut.

You're not my Carly.

And Alan's not my father, is he?

Let go of me!

[knocking]

Excuse me, Bishop.

Michael.

I'm about to go to the hospital.

Mm.

Holy water from St. Peter's Basilica.

If she is what we think she is,

this will scald the beast.

And Carly.

What if it doesn't burn?

Then we put the trunk away and we find another path.

I think we should wait for the Monsignor to arrive.

I know. I feel the same.

Consider this an assurance to the Monsignor

that his trip was not in vain.

Michael, there are rites written in here

in languages older than the gospel.

Bloodline exorcisms to remove evil spirits

from one family member to another.

I mean, what kind of fight

would require the Lord's word

to be wrapped in armor like that?

Bishop, I--

Michael, Carly needs a priest

ready to prove his mettle,

and it starts with getting the proof we need.

But above all else, my son,

I need you to hold your ground.

Now, can you do that for me?

Yes.

Yes, your Excellency.

Good. Now go.

Be with them and be of good counsel

and be at their side in their time of need.

[growling]

Honey. Honey, what's happening?

Oh, my God.

We need help!

Help, please!

Honey, honey. Oh...

We need a doctor!

Someone, please.

BP and heart rate are spiking.

I need a hand in here.

We need a timer.

How long has she been like this?

I don't know. What's happening?

She's seizing. Protect her head.

Make sure her airways are clear.

What the hell is going on?

Baby, where were you?

Push IV lorazepam four milligrams now.

Doctor, what can we do?

I need you to clear the room so we can work.

Please, now.

No... Baby?

Where are we on that timer?

It's almost ready, doctor.

Carly!

Ma'am, please calm down. We're trying to-- aah!

Honey--

[grunts]

[roars]

[growls]

Carly!

Carly.

Father?

Carly.

Stop it, Carly.

-Baby, no! -Carly...

Carly, wait.

Wait. Carly.

Carly!

-Carly! -Carly!

Now we're gonna have so much fun, Carly.

Front desk tried to lock down, but it was too late.

Is this a regular elopement or is this something else?

Head nurse said it looked like

she tried to pull her IV out with her teeth,

then attacked the attending physician and two interns.

Drugs?

She was in a coma 30 minutes ago.

Carly!

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Hold on.

Guys, look,

the more trouble they can cause, the more violence,

the more blood it spills, the stronger it gets

and the stronger its hold is on your daughter.

Well, how do we pull it out of her?

Bishop Colby's working on that,

but it's dangerous.

It's the last resort.

Look, you need to know what we're planning.

It's an exorcism.

Exorcisms are designed to save souls, not lives, okay?

And what we're doing is different.

It's more dangerous because we're trying to do both.

Well, if that's what we have to do, whatever it takes.

Are you serious right now?

What?

Whatever.

Just do it.

Find my damn daughter.

She couldn't have got far.

I don't think she wants to be out here any more than we do.

But I am not convinced she's in her right mind.

I think I see her.

No, I think I see her.

I don't like this.

Come on, let's not play games.

Let's go. We're gonna go back.

She's behind me, isn't she?

I...I...

I can't.

I can't...stop.

[screaming]

Wait...

[screams]

Help me.

Please.

Wait... No, I can't.

I can't. I can't.

[roars]

Aah!

[roars]

Aah!

[roars]

[sobs]

Carly?

Mom?

-Baby? -Careful. Don't get too close.

I'm losing me, Mom.

What do you mean, baby?

Losing yourself?

Honey...

What do you mean, baby?

I can't feel my body.

It's taking me.

-Aah! -Melissa! No, don't.

Carly...

I need to eat you up, Mommy.

I need to eat all of your sins.

Exorcizo te, omnis spiritus,

in nomine Dei Patris omnipotentis!

In nomine Dei Patris omnipotentis!

It burns!

Spiritus Sancti!

Oh, she's so cold.

Honey...

[cries]

The demon has consumed most of her body

and her spirit.

We have less than 24 hours to save her,

and that's exactly what I'm gonna do.

My baby...

Just bring my baby back.

Come back to us, Carly.

COLBY: At this point, I think it's too dangerous to move her.

And we don't want to expose her

to any more people she might attack.

I can do it now.

I mean, look, Bishop, we have the proof we need, right?

Why can't I just start the exorcism now?

COLBY: No, not on your own. Not yet.

Oh, my son, it feels a little too late for a confession,

but I made a mistake when I was young,

and innocent lives had to pay the price

for my pride and my impatience.

One wrong move

can bring the whole thing down around our ears

or worse, release this beast to roam free over the earth.

Your Excellency, of course, you're right.

COLBY: It's not about me, my son.

It's about the girl.

Have faith, Father.

What comes next will need everything we've got.

-I'm on my way. -Okay.

How is she?

Melissa says she's resting.

I'm so scared, Father.

For my family, for Carly,

for myself.

I'm scared, too.

-Really? -Yeah.

This collar's not a shield.

I've got quite a few kinks in this armor.

This is my first fight, too.

I... I'm worried.

I'm worried about your daughter.

I'm worried about you.

I'm worried about how this thing reacts to Melissa.

It's...

I, uh...

Where's Melissa?

Uh... I don't know.

Melissa?

Carly?

[floorboards creak]

Carly?

She was supposed to be resting.

We need to find Melissa.

ALAN: Melissa?

Carly's not in her bedroom.

She's not?

-Aah! -Carly.

Carly's not here anymore, you bitch.

Carly, get off of her.

What are you doing?

Father, help her, please.

[horns honk]

Try him again.

Hello. You've reached Father Finnegan.

Please leave a message--

Monsignor, he's not answering.

He cannot do this himself.

The devil is too strong!

The girl will die

and her soul will be lost forever.

[honking]

Come on, Mom. Let's take a nice, long nap!

Hit her again.

Not so fast, Father.

Get off of me!

Hit her again.

Release her, unclean spirit!

[hissing]

[growling]

Don't talk to them.

Talk to me.

Keep your words to yourself, priest...

or I'll tear them out of your mouth.

Liar.

Pretender.

Coward.

Lost your way, priest?

Talked to any angels lately?

Georgia says hi.

Big, strong demon

hiding inside a little girl.

No, I'm not hiding.

I was invited in.

Just ask Melissa.

She knows.

Or I could tell them.

Lay bare your sins for you, Mommy.

Carly, stop.

Invited?

Carly invited you?

She didn't know what she was asking for,

but she got what she wanted.

[snarls]

I invited my dark angel in

to punish them.

[snarls]

Look.

That won't work on me, priest.

This isn't for you, demon.

Carly.

Carly.

That's good.

Look.

Swinging.

Swinging. Swinging.

It moves with your breath.

And in and out.

The only voice that you hear is mine.

None other.

Because you are so tired, Carly.

You are so tired.

You're getting sleepy.

Wait.

Be sure to tie it tight.

She's really warm.

Oh, wow. She's burning up.

What's wrong?

Bishop Colby's not picking up.

I'm sure he's on his way.

No.

He said he was on his way over an hour ago.

Honey.

Father...

Help me.

Bishop Colby. He'll be here soon.

He won't.

-Carly. -We're right here, baby.

We're right here.

He's dead.

[groans]

Stop this.

Father, please. You have to help her.

I'm calling 911.

No!

Father, help her.

You need to start this exorcism now.

You have to stop it. Save her.

Father, we have to do this now.

I... I... I...

I need towels. More salt.

I got it.

Okay.

Honey.

Okay.

It's okay. I got you.

I got you.

That's the last of the salt.

Okay. Now, do not cross the circle, okay?

Do not fall for his ploys.

He's gonna try to confuse you.

He's going to use Carly to try and stop us.

Okay.

You ready?

Yes.

In the name of the Father

and the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Amen.

-Name you liar... -[roars]

-Demon... -[roars]

Unclean one!

You are shunned.

I cast you out!

-Mommy. -Honey.

I'm right here.

No, no, no, no.

I cast you out, beast.

[roars]

Leave this child of God in the name of the Lord.

[roars]

Be gone from this place!

Oh!

No!

Aah!

-Alan, are you okay? -Melissa.

Alan.

How about I cast you out first, priest?

They know not what they do.

Fool of a priest.

Did you really think you could purge me alone?

No.

Because a man of the cloth is never alone, demon.

Bishop, you're alive.

We thought you were dead.

Mr. and Mrs. DeLuca, Father Finnegan,

this is Monsignor Afinacci and Deacon Williams.

They're here from the Vatican.

She's been getting worse.

Father, what are you gonna do to her?

The relics are ready, Monsignor.

[speaking Latin]

Dicere nomen meum audes.

I'm not leaving my daughter.

How long?

Six days.

[sighs]

And the girl, she invited it?

That's what it told us.

Ah...

It responded to its name.

Nothing below the devil responds to that name.

What is there?

Can we still save her?

Yes.

There is one rite.

The blood exorcism.

It moves it from the girl to a blood family.

And then we use the sword.

Yes. The combat Bible mentions that.

I read--

Ah, you read. I saw.

1987, Naples.

It worked...

but the host did not survive.

Father...

Alan. He'll do it.

He already told me that--

Then we must move quickly.

Every moment we stand here, it feeds.

I will lead the rite.

You assist Father Finnegan.

You know the family.

Stay close to me.

I need that.

It lies.

[reciting in Latin]

Take my name from thy tongue, foul beast.

For His son shines a light even here in this place.

-[growls] -We burn not this girl's flesh,

but your stain, unclean one.

Michael, the sword.

[growls]

That should buy us a moment.

But it won't hold the demon for long.

My son, know this...

We want to save the child, of course.

But killing the girl might be the only way

to stop the demon from being loosed upon the earth,

free to wreak havoc for all eternity.

Father, no.

-Bishop, no, we--we-- -Michael!

-[Melissa sobs] -Okay, then...

It has to work.

It has to work.

Bless you both.

But this next part is going to hurt,

and you have to trust us.

We only have one shot at this.

So, please, do only what I say when I say it.

Father, stand your ground.

In the name of the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit...

BOTH: We cast you out!

[growls]

Parlor tricks!

Oh, it's all a show, Bishop.

And you priests always have the best costumes and props.

Deacon! Now!

[reciting in Latin]

[growls]

[Melissa screams]

Monsignor!

Exorcizo te, immundissime...

Naples, 1987.

That poor family.

MONSIGNOR: ...omne phantasma...

You saved the boy, but not the father.

MONSIGNOR: ...in nomine Domini nostri Jesu Christi...

I was there. I remember the smell of fear.

[continues reciting in Latin, screams]

[thud]

[laughs]

Oh, Bishop Colby. It's been such a long time.

Don't act like you don't know me, priest.

Your sins are all mine.

I remember the odor of your fear, young man,

thinking you could face me to save that little boy--

Exorcizo te--

Give it up, priest. You're in over your head.

[Finnegan continues reciting in Latin]

You couldn't wait, so I brought hell with me

and burnt the church down to ash.

That poor little girl never stood a chance.

Poor Georgia.

Prince of lies!

[Bishop choking]

You are never going home.

Baby, your mom and dad are right here, honey.

Honey, we love you so much.

We're here, just like always.

[growls]

[choking] Michael.

The Monsignor was right.

It's not a demon. It--it's a--

You could never save them all.

This world is mine!

[Finnegan continues reciting in Latin]

MELISSA: Honey!

You can still come home.

Baby, we're right here waiting for you, honey.

-[continues reciting in Latin] -Remember...

You run home into my arms. Baby, you can still--

[continues reciting in Latin]

Baby, you can still come back to it.

[Finnegan continues reciting in Latin]

Carly, you're stronger than this.

Come on! Fight it!

[continues reciting in Latin]

Come back to us, honey. We're right here.

We're waiting for you.

FINNEGAN: In God's name, I cast you out.

Fight it!

[growls]

-Fight it, baby! -[continues reciting in Latin]

-[growls] -Carly. Carly. Carly.

-Carly, fight it, baby!

Look at us, baby.

I love you. Do you see me?

Do you see me? I love you, baby.

I'm right here, baby.

I'm right here, baby. I love you. I love you.

-Father, did we do it? -Did it work?

Carly's fighting for her life.

She's bought us a window.

[Melissa sobs]

My baby.

My baby girl.

ALAN: Father, what's happening?

FINNEGAN: Don't touch her.

-MELISSA: What do we do? -FINNEGAN: Pray for her.

I have to ask you a question, Alan.

Anything.

Is Carly your biological daughter?

-Why would you ask him that? -Of course she is.

This is called a bloodline exorcism.

It's where I move the Devil from Carly and into you.

I'll do it.

No. No, no, you can't. It's...

The rite requires the father's line.

Of course I can do it. I'm her mother.

Melissa, we don't have time for this.

I have to do it, okay?

FINNEGAN: There's one more thing.

This...

is the Sword of St. Peter.

This sword will send the Devil back to hell where he belongs.

But...

Alan, I need to take your life to do it.

[Melissa sobs] No!

FINNEGAN: I need to stab you through your heart.

MELISSA: No!

-And send you home... -MELISSA: Father, no!

Your reward. Alan, this...

will save your daughter's life.

Let's do it.

[sobbing] No... No. Alan.

Whatever it takes.

I'm sorry. Father, begin the rite.

No. Alan.

Hear me, enemy, unclean one.

I speak with the words and the power of the Son.

The only Son. The Son of God.

You don't understand. This is not gonna work.

I cast you out of this young girl

and into her father...

the one who claims her body and blood.

-[Finnegan grunts] -Alan.

Do it again!

There's something I need tell you.

[Carly growls]

[clock chimes]

What does it mean?

It means hell is upon us.

My conquest of Earth begins here.

Nothing you do can stop the will of Satan.

Boaster, bragger!

Your time is nigh.

[roars]

If he could have, he would have killed us by now.

Somehow, he's still being bound by the circle,

tethered to Carly's body.

You can't hold me here.

This only makes me stronger with time.

Use me.

Use my blood for the exorcism.

-I'll carry the Devil. -Melissa...

You know what I'll have to do once he possesses you.

It's supposed to be the father's bloodline.

It might not work.

We have to try.

Alan, I'm sorry, but she's not your daughter.

I--I forgive you. Okay? I forgive you.

I forgive you. Okay?

She doesn't have to be blood for her to be my daughter.

I should have told you, but she...

She saved our marriage.

She made us a family.

[growls] You belong to me.

Your sins led your daughter to my open arms.

You did this.

And I'm gonna fix it.

You failed your daughter just like you failed yourself.

[screams]

The Archangel.

[heavy steps]

Defend us in battle.

[roars]

Be our protection

from the wickedness and snares of the Devil.

May God rebuke him. We humbly pray.

Father, please!

Oh, Prince, thou, and the Heavenly Host.

[growls]

MELISSA: Father, please!

By the power of God...

[growls]

I cast you, Prince of Lies, out of this young woman

into her mother, who claims her body and blood!

Yes. Use the blood of the whore to save her bastardess.

-ALAN: Carly. -CARLY: Dad?

-Hey... -Dad.

-I feel like me again. -No, no, no. Wait.

-Father, it's okay. -No, no.

She's all right. She's breathing.

CARLY: What's wrong with Mommy?

ALAN: Honey, are you okay?

Keep your distance. Keep your distance.

Melissa.

We have to get it out. We have to get it out of her.

-Baby, are you okay? -We have to finish.

[growls]

Are you okay?

[roars]

Father, do something!

[laughs]

Prince of Lies, you coward.

You hide yourself in the body of a child of God.

I will send you back to where you came from.

[roars]

[winces, grunts]

-[roars] -Father!

[roars]

You can't win, Michael.

Why do you think they sent a broken priest?

The sword. I need the sword.

This is what you wanted, child.

You opened the door.

Hey, I'm her father!

[roars]

You're gonna have to get through me first.

Benedict, Domine,

gladium istum....

-[Devil roars] -Ut fiat defensor

ecclesiae tuae...

In nomine Patris...

[roars]

...et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti.

Georgia waits for you, Michael.

And hell waits for you.

-Now! -Ah!

[wind howling]

ANGEL: She needs you, Michael.

My voice cannot help you any more than your own can.

Carly needs you, Michael. They all do.

Finish what you started.

Carly... [coughs]

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

It's okay, baby. I... I did it

because I...

I love you. You're gonna be okay, Carly.

Melissa. Melissa, no.

Father, there must be something you can do.

Please!

ANGEL: My voice can't help you any better than your own can.

Pray. Pray with me, now.

Dear God...

I believe you are the one God, the three divine persons,

the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit.

Father, I believe You,

when Your divine Son came to Earth,

You died for our sins.

You will come again to judge the living and the dead.

I believe this, and all the teachings

of the Catholic Church to be true.

I believe...

because You... have revealed them to us.

You... can both not be deceived nor deceive.

-Ah! -Thank God!

-Oh, thank God. -God, thank you.

-[Melissa gasps] -[Alan pants]

My baby.

Amen.