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Shit.

Erin.

I need your help.

And now you think I'm crazy.

Because I just heard that come out
of my mouth, and I think I'm crazy.

Yeah.

It sounds crazy.

Have you ever heard of…

Ignaz Semmelweis?

No.

He was a Hungarian physician
in the 1840s.

Finds himself in charge
of two maternity wards.

One was a teaching school,
best and brightest,

birthing to autopsies,
everything in between.

The second was a clinic for women
who couldn't afford medical care.

Wasn't even run by doctors.
It was midwives.

No surprise that one clinic had
a higher mortality rate than the other.

The surprise was which one.

It was the first one.

The teaching school.
Death rate was staggering.

Women had a better chance of living
giving birth on the streets.

But it didn't make any sense,
and it drove him nuts.

He did study after study after study,
and beat his head into the wall,

until finally, he suggested that

maybe, just maybe for no reason
that made any sense,

maybe his students
should wash their hands.

After performing the autopsies.
Before going into the birthing ward.

So he started
a mandatory chlorine hand wash.

Lo and behold, death rates plummeted.

And the scientific community
ate him alive.

Germ theory was
two decades away from acceptance.

Ideas in that direction were met
with disdain, ridicule, exile.

Semmelweis was committed
to an asylum. An asylum.

By another scientist.

In fact, he died there.

Oh, and when they replaced him
at these clinics,

got rid of that crazy, silly hand wash?

Mortality rates went back up again.

So, yeah, Erin, your story is crazy.

Let me tell you something crazy
while we're at it.

I mean…

What's a little crazy
between friends, right?

So my mom has made a recovery that is…

"Unprecedented" doesn't
quite seem to cover it.

And I've been trying to
understand it quietly for now,

because if I told anyone
in the medical community what I'm seeing,

they would think that I'm crazy.

They would think I'm fucking insane.

So I've been running tests. Lots of tests.

Which means taking blood
to send to the mainland for analysis,

but I haven't sent them yet,
because I keep doing this.

Just to see it again.

That's the thing about science.

It deals in what is observable.
Testable. Repeatable.

You're telling me today that Riley Flynn
caught fire in the sunlight?

That's right.

He literally combusted in the sun?

You're right, Erin. That's crazy.

That is batshit, hold-the-phone,
padded-room, clozapine insane.

Fucking bonkers.

Jesus!

What are you doing in there?

Not a day goes by lately without you
setting off the… smoke alarm.

Yeah, Mom.

I'm nuts.

Fit for the asylum, all of us.

Monsignor, you have got to be careful.

These curtains are wide open.

He's gone.

I'm not sure how I can tell.

Uh, maybe the same way I could tell
that Leeza could walk, I suppose.

Same way…
I can hear the voice of the angel.

The sun came up and I could just tell.

He's gone.

- I'm sorry.
- It was a gift. It's a gift.

He spat it out.

"For the wages of sin is death.
But the gift of God is eternal life

in Jesus Christ, Our Lord." Free will.

The heartbreak you feel at his choice…
How must God feel for the world?

Yeah.

I'm sorry that Riley chose what he chose.

It breaks your heart,
but that isn't the worst part, is it?

It's that some people aren't content
to ruin it for themselves.

They have to poison it
for others, as well.

I'm sorry to have to say this,
sorry to have to think this way,

but the world is the world,
and we have to be smart about this.

"As wise as serpents,
as innocent as doves," He said.

Who knows who he talked to all night.

Who knows what else he has done

to deprive others of God's graces.

Judas was part of God's plan too.

Judas was part of it.

The Acts of the Apostles.

When those brave early followers
were sent out into the world

as sheep among wolves, "All the believers
were of one heart and mind."

"No one claimed that any
of their possessions were their own,

but they shared everything that they had."

There will be others like Riley.
There always are.

Who try to poison the ears
of the faithful against their God.

But tonight,

let's have faith in our church.
Let's share everything that we have.

Easter Vigil has always been
a night of baptism.

Hasn't it?

So there's a blood disorder
called erythropoietic protoporphyria. EPP.

A lot of those myths
probably came from EPP.

People with it
are extremely sensitive to light,

to the point of burning and blistering
in the sun. And very anemic.

So this is a blood disorder?

Not this. No.

But in the same family maybe.

Kind of like the common cold

and the bubonic plague
are in the same family.

Say something has been ingested
by people on this island.

A virus. An enzyme. A new type of cell.

Some kind of parasite. Who knows?

Something that repairs damaged cells,

is violently photosensitive,
and causes an insane anemia.

A desperate hunger for iron.
Iron in blood.

At first, this thing in the blood
is only present in trace amounts.

But as that ratio increases,
the physical alterations become

more pronounced.

Mom, when I put your blood in the sun,
and yours too, Erin,

this thing burns away,
leaving your normal blood behind.

My blood?

Yours too.

I took the blood sample after the…

And I bet
if I'd take Leeza Scarborough's blood

after she could walk again,
it would be the same.

But with both of you,
your blood is still mostly normal blood,

made up of typical,
boring old red blood cells.

But with Riley, perhaps he had
more of it in his bloodstream,

so that when the ultraviolet rays
penetrated his skin,

the blood,
now predominantly this thing, ignited.

This thing?

If you ingest it…

What would happen if you were pregnant?

What happens then?

Hypothetically, a pregnancy is
an alien presence in a human body.

A lot of processes occur
to stop a mother's body

from attacking a fetus in the womb.
And even then, sometimes…

But hypothetically, given how aggressively
this thing alters the body,

its response to a fetus
could be equally aggressive.

Could you stop it?

If most of your blood was still yours?

Could you stop the process?

I don't know. I have no idea.

I think when we ingest
poison, alcohol, whatever,

before a certain point,
if we stop taking it in,

maybe our body can push it back out.

Filter it out, the way it does any other
harmful substance, if it's not too much.

I mean, that's what I want to think.

Honestly, Mom,
I don't have a fucking clue.

All right.

All right.

Where do we go from here?

Riley.

I'm trying to remember
exactly what he said at the end.

But I can't remember it all,
not perfectly.

But I do remember one thing pretty well.

He said to run.

Hello?

Ed Flynn! Good morning to ya.

Hi there. You mind if I…

Oh.

Sorry to interrupt.

Oh, it's nothing.
We're just getting ready for tonight.

You all right, Dolly?

Uh, what can we do for you, Ed?

Would you mind if we maybe take a walk?

It's a bit private, what I have to say.

- Actually...
- We were headed out already.

A lot to get done today, it turns out.

Leave you to it.

- Dolly.
- Ed.

Wade.

- Ed.
- Sturge.

God bless you, Ed.

See you tonight.

- Sorry to interrupt, like I said.
- Not at all.

I don't really know how to say this,
so I'll just come out and say it.

My son. You've been what?
Getting him to… write letters?

- Making amends?
- Yeah.

Yeah. Part of his recovery, making amends.
We're working on that.

Well…

I don't think he's well.

It's no surprise to you
or me or anybody else, but…

So he wrote some letters.

Uh, to me, his mother.

And I read mine first
and it was unsettling.

Then I read Annie's
and hers was…

He isn't well, clearly.

I mean, this stuff, it's…

Crazy stuff. Delusional stuff.

And I don't know where he is.
I don't know where to look.

I don't know where to go.
I can't go to the sheriff.

I mean, if he's in a bad way

and it's my phone call
that sends in the law,

and he's gotta go back. I mean,
he's gotta go back to where he's been,

and it's me that helps
send him there…

You've been spending time with him.

And I thought you'd be the one to ask.

I think…

I think he may have
done something to himself.

These letters seem as much
like a goodbye as I've ever heard.

And I had
to ask you about it because

whatever delusions he had,
he put you in the middle of 'em.

He said some crazy stuff about you.

Um, I'm so sorry about that, Ed.

Uh, yes, the answer is yes.

Riley wasn't well. Isn't well.

Okay.

Oh, come on. Ed, I don't want
to make you feel like that.

Will you please believe me?

I just never,
never could do it with him. I…

It's like we spoke
different languages sometimes and I…

I did my best.

Well, we don't know, Ed. We…

Uh, maybe he's on a bender.

Maybe he's taken the ferry
to the mainland.

He's just in a bad place.
Don't assume the worst.

In fact, hey, assume the best.

That's what God teaches us
about being parents.

Do as he does.

You love your son as God loves us.
Assume the best.

Do you want…
Do you want me to take the letters,

uh, just to see if it sparks something?

Yeah, I was gonna
give 'em to you anyway, 'cause, see,

one of them is made out
to Monsignor Pruitt.

I didn't open that one.

I didn't wanna
burden the poor man.

If he even remembers who Riley is anymore.

He does.

I thought you'd know best
if we should send it to him.

Altar boy to his priest.
I thought maybe… I don't know.

I don't know.

Oh, Erin.

How, um…

- How are you?
- Um, well, I'm…

I was hoping that maybe
you and Ed and Warren would…

I'm going to the mainland this evening,
I'm catching the Belle.

I was hoping you would come with me.

Well, dear. That's…

My, what an odd request.

No, we have mass tonight, Easter Vigil.

And why would we…

- Are you all right?
- Oh, yeah.

Whatever we can do for you,
we're here. We're here for…

Honestly, instead, I wonder

if you would help me.

I, um…

Well, to put it plain…

I'm worried about Riley.

And… maybe if you tell him

he needs to come home…

I'm not about to be in his business.

But this is days now.

Maybe you could bring him home tonight?

We could all have dinner before mass?

Riley's dead.

He is.

I'm so sorry.

But he's gone. I'm…

He told me, if I could,
he wanted his family to be safe.

- He wanted you away.
- Quiet.

- I'm sorry.
- Be quiet, dear.

We have always tried.
Our whole family, we have always tried

to be there for you,
and we have always been.

- Why would you say something like that?
- I'm sorry.

Why would you
say something like that?

You're not funny.

What is wrong with you?

- Mrs. Flynn...
- Get out!

- What?
- I know.

I'm going to the mainland this afternoon.

I'm bringing my samples,

giving them to my colleagues
to corroborate my findings,

and then I'm coming back here.

With help.

You're telling me there's
a contagion being spread intentionally

at St. Patrick's.

I'm telling you that is what I suspect,
even if it sounds…

- What exactly are you asking of me?
- I suppose I'm asking you to look into it.

Look into what, exactly?

Look into St. Patrick's?

On… And just to be clear,

on the basis that some
of your mother's blood tests got damaged?

- It's a lot to ask, I know.
- Do you?

Do you?

Did I ever tell you
why I moved here?

No. No, I don't think you did.

Didn't tell anybody,
now that I think about it.

It's almost as if nobody asked.

You know, I was, um, 21
when the Towers went down.

Watched it on TV
in my dorm room just weepin'.

When I was a kid,
I wasn't religious at all, really.

But I went to the mosque that day,
because they had a blood drive,

and the line went for blocks.

I wanted to help.

I wanted to protect this country.

So I moved to New York
and enrolled in NYPD training.

Now, some of my friends,
they weren't happy.

"NYPD is against us," they'd say.
But I'd tell them, "No. You're wrong."

"I'll show them
they don't have to be afraid of us."

"I'll show them who we are."

So I worked my way up.

You know, traffic, and translating
and transcribing wiretaps, then Vice.

I get married. Ali is born,
and I'm promoted again. Detective now.

Top secret security clearance
for the joint terrorism task force.

I'm helping the FBI fight terrorists.

We're taking collars. You know,
petty stuff, pot, parking tickets

and leaning on them hard
if they're Muslim.

"You know, we'll drop the charge,
help you out."

"You go to the mosque and listen."

I thought we were
supposed to be fighting terrorists.

Not flipping some pothead student
in Queens to spy on Americans.

So I complain.

Gently. One time.

Everything changed.

I was surveilled by other cops.

I mean, they even had
an official file on me.

And not just me.
See, like, after the Towers,

Muslim officers were promoted fast.
Especially if we knew the language,

like, linguistic knowledge,
cultural knowledge.

We were very desirable for that.

But it started to occur to them,

with so many of us on the force,
elevated to positions of real authority,

what if that had been our plan all along?

What if we were interlopers?

What if we were infiltrators?

What if we were double agents?
And they fucking panicked.

Internal Affairs was suddenly all over us.
We were being followed.

We're being recorded. Civilians too.
Surveilled at mosques, cafes.

And suddenly I'm out of plain clothes
and I'm back in uniform.

Night shift, street beat.

And more and more,
I realize I've lost their trust.

I roll with it.

I keep my head high.

Dignity.

Dignity is a word my wife uses.

"Show them dignity."

And then she's diagnosed.

And she's robbed of her dignity so fast.

And then she's gone.

And I couldn't…

Ali and I get as far away as we can.
And I find this gig.

This little island.

So sleepy, it could be dead.

No elections, no staff. Just a tiny room
at the back of a grocery store,

and a bunch of fishermen without a notable
incident of intentional violence

in almost a century,
and I beg for the post.

Dignity.

Ali is bored to tears.

But he's safe.

And I still think I could
maybe move the world that one millimeter.

You know, maybe here's
where we make a difference.

Not in the big city,
but in this tiny village.

Win over the fucking PTA
and call it a victory for Islam.

So I don't intimidate.

I don't overshare
or overstep or intrude in any way.

I don't even carry a gun.

And still…

Still…

Beverly Keane and a few others too

look at me like
I'm Osama bin-Fucking-Laden.

And you'd like me

to investigate St. Patrick's?

For what it's worth,

I want very much… very much to be wrong.

Well, remind yourself, if this persists,

you're basing this
on a third-hand account from Riley Flynn.

Hardly the most reliable person
on the island.

You don't carry a gun?

No need.

Hmm.

Where's the Belle?

I can count on one hand
the number of times that boat's been late.

In my lifetime, anyway.

Can I help you folks?

- Just looking for the Belle.
- No Belle today.

The mayor sent it for repairs.

Uh… some parts that got recalled.

The Belle and the Breeze.
We shipped 'em off this afternoon.

Both of them.

Well, not a lot of people go off-island
in the afternoon, he figured.

That's morning business.

Are y'all planning to go
off-island this afternoon?

You'd get stuck over there.
You'd miss the vigil.

The Breeze will be back in the morning?

I think so. It's tough to say, though.

But if you're worried, Doc,
I suggest you bring it up to the mayor.

I'm sure he could put your mind at ease.

I'm sure he can.

If I did wanna send something over,

I could always ask
a fisherman to run me, right?

Lots of boats on this island,
if nothing else.

You service them all, don't you?

I reckon so.

Like the one you're on right now?

Yep. Just, uh, giving her a tune-up.

Hey, don't forget!

Easter Vigil.

- Yeah.
- Sturge.

Yeah, hey.
Uh, hey, Sheriff. What do you want?

Uh, nothing. Well, uh, we lost power
at the general store.

- I just want to see if you're aware...
- Whole island, I'm afraid.

- What, brownout?
- It happens now and again.

Sometimes as simple
as something come loose underwater

and the mainline getting funky.

I tell you what,
I'll swing by the power station

and, uh, take a look.

- Uh, you need any company?
- Nah. No, I'm good.

Okay, well, um, just keep me posted.

Yeah, will do.

That's the last of 'em.

How about the boats?

Got about half of 'em.
The rest I'll hit before the vigil.

Let's wait on the tower.

Maybe do that one last.

When people are asleep or in church.

Sheriff's eyebrow's already up.
The cellular might be a bridge too far.

I'll handle it.

So the ferries and the lights.

And Sturge is servicing fishing boats
at the end of the day on Easter Weekend.

And if the cell tower goes down,
then we are completely cut off.

- Mm-hmm.
- Completely.

What about the smaller boats?
Uh, rowboats, canoes?

We're surrounded by water
for 30 miles in every direction.

It's not really an option.
It's not really.

The whole town
is gonna be at mass tonight.

Well, not me and not Sarah.

I told her never again,
even before we heard all this.

I really appreciate
you taking me in today.

But I'm gonna go tonight.

- Why would you?
- Because I don't know anything.

I don't know what's gonna happen,
if anything will.

What I know
is that Riley sacrificed everything.

Everything.

Because he thought I could help.

And now the ferries are gone
and the power's out,

and there are gonna be
people there tonight that I love.

That Riley loved.

So, yeah, I'm gonna be there.

I'm gonna be there.

I miss you praying.

It'd mean a lot to me if you'd join me.

Right.

- Ready for bed then?
- Tonight's Easter Vigil.

It's at midnight. And it would mean
a lot to me if you came with me.

We've been through this, Ali.
I don't want to...

I know, but they just keep telling me
what a big deal this mass is,

and how important it is.

Ooker says
Father Paul's been scrambling all day.

There's supposedly some big surprise.

Said something
about sharing a miracle tonight.

A miracle?

Yeah, I mean, if it is, you know.
If it is a miracle, another miracle,

I just want you to be there.
To see it together.

Will you come?

- Happy Easter.
- Happy Easter, Miss Keane.

How do you want to start?

I gathered as many candles
as I could find,

that we aren't using
in the church itself, that is.

Figured we will start up the street,

then cut through the square
around the east bank and to the church.

Let people hear us.

I brought some printouts for the hymns.
Wade, do you mind?

No, of course.

- For you.
- Thank you.

Dolly.

"Sing to the Lord a new song."

"Sing to the Lord, all the earth."

This right now
is one of the most

beautiful things that I've ever seen.

Now, some of you may have noticed
that I'm wearing a gold chasuble tonight.

I was actually wearing this
on that first Sunday,

the first day of the New Covenant.

Bev called me out on it, in fact,

and asked why I was wearing it
on a day in Ordinary Time.

And what I couldn't tell her then,
but what I can tell you now,

is that I chose it
because it was not an ordinary Sunday.

Not even a little.

And I had cause to celebrate, to rejoice.
It was a holy day.

And tonight will be different as well.

Tonight is the beginning of a new era.

And we are meant to celebrate
the Resurrection tonight,

and, and we will
more than anyone ever has.

But first,

bless me, brothers and sisters,
for I have sinned.

It has been too long
since my last confession,

and it is so long overdue,

but here is my sin.

I've lied to you all.

I didn't come here
to replace Monsignor Pruitt.

He isn't recovering in a hospital
in the mainland. He's perfectly healthy.

He has been blessed.

As you have all been blessed,
he has been made well,

made whole, made young, the same as you.

He was healed
long before you ever saw this face.

He was the first, in fact,
and he stands before you right now,

asking for your forgiveness.

Now, some of you
must have thought it before,

in the backs of your minds.
Minds so trained by the world

to ignore that voice,
because how could it be?

That would be impossible.
But nothing is impossible with God.

As we have seen.

I was lost and confused, tired and old,

on the road to Damascus
when lo and behold,

an angel of the Lord
appeared unto me and bestowed upon me

the healing graces of God.

And I was restored,
as you have all been restored.

I returned to you all and I brought
with me that angel of the Lord

so that he might bless us all,
and we have, we've seen the miracles.

Our new bodies.

The resurrection of the body,
new and everlasting life.

Now tonight,
we will be tested, just a little,

but we will be tested, as was Jesus.

I was afraid when the New Covenant
was fulfilled for me.

Afraid as was our Savior,
but "he who says he abides in Him,

ought himself also to walk
just as He walked."

"Be imitators of Christ."

I followed him
into the valley of darkness,

and like our Lord, I endured death.

Mercifully short. A leap of faith,
a step out onto the water,

was all he asked of me.
And, like Jesus, you will doubt,

you will feel fear, but believe me,
I promise you, brothers and sisters,

if you follow me,
if you follow us, if you follow Him,

He will raise you again in His glory

to eternal life.

There is a price to be paid
for everlasting life,

as there was for our Savior.

And each one of us
will have the opportunity tonight

to pay that price.

But first and…

I know after everything
we've been through together,

this is not easy to believe,
so I invite you as Jesus invited Thomas

to witness for yourself.

Sturge.

"And I John saw the holy city,
New Jerusalem,

coming down from God out of Heaven,

prepared as a bride
adorned for her husband."

"And I heard
a great voice out of Heaven saying…"

"…Behold, the Tabernacle of God
is with men,

and he will dwell with them
and they shall be his people,

and God himself shall be
with them and be their God."

"He will wipe away every tear
from their eyes. Death will be no more."

"Mourning and crying
and pain will be no more."

"For the first things have passed away."

"And the one who is seated
on the throne said,

'See, I am making all things new.'"

"'I am the Alpha and the Omega,
the beginning and the end.'"

'"To the thirsty, I will give water

as a gift from the spring
of the water of life.'"

This will be frightening for all of us,
but, Sturge, my brother in Christ,

are you afraid?

No, Father. No, I'm not.

God be with you.

I'm with you.

I'm with you. I'm with him.

It's all right. That's okay.

It's okay. It's all right.

That's all right. He's all right.

It's all right.

It will be over soon.
It will be over soon.

It's all right.

It's all right. Have faith! Have faith!

Have faith, my brother. Have faith!

- It's all right.
- It's okay. I know.

This will be over soon.

Soon. Soon.

Faith!

Just a few minutes!
Just a few moments, really!

The body is dead, but just for a moment!

The resurrection of the body
is what Easter's about.

That is what we are about to witness.

Sheriff, please. I…

Behold.

"Lo… lo and behold, an angel of the Lord
appeared to them. And they were afraid."

Have faith, brothers and sisters.

I would not make you see
what you have seen,

I would not ask you
to choose what you may choose,

without first showing you God's messenger.

And remember, brothers and sisters,
have faith that in the Bible,

every time they mention an angel,
when an angel appears to we humans,

we are afraid.

"And an angel of the Lord appeared to them

on the right side
of the altar of incense."

"And when Zechariah saw him,
he was terrified and overcome with fear."

"Just then,
an angel of the Lord stood before them."

"And the glory of God shone around them
and they were sore afraid."

"And the angel said,
'Fear not, fear not, be not afraid!'"

"And then
they took away the stone

from the cave
where the dead man was lying."

"And Jesus looked up

unto the sky and said,

'Father, I thank you, for you have
heard me. You have heard me.'"

"'Thank you for hearing me.'"

"And he cried out
in a loud voice!

'Lazarus, come out!'"

"And the dead man came out!"

"And his feet and hands
were bound with shreds of cloth,

and his face was wrapped in cloth,
and Jesus said to them,

'Unbind him and let him go!'"

Brothers and sisters,
you are so close to salvation.

The miracle is already in you.

The blood of the angel
is already in your veins,

but it is incomplete.

The final transformation will not be yours

unless you let your earthly body die,
so that your divine body can awaken.

One moment of faith.
That's the price God asks of us.

Just one moment of courage.

A small step out of the boat.
Just onto the water itself.

A small moment of discomfort.
A small passion of our own.

A gift offered up, and then we are reborn.

Open your minds! Open your hearts!

And listen to that voice.
That voice in the back of your head.

That voice the world has tried to silence,
has tried to teach you to ignore!

The voice of our angel,
telling you, "Be not afraid."

No. No.

- Come on.
- Dad.

Dad! Dad! Stop! Stop!

Sheriff, Sheriff. I implore you
not to deprive yourself.

Not to deprive your son
of the opportunity for salvation.

Okay.

- Everybody stay back!
- Hey!

Ali, come here right now.

You're coming with me right now.

And if one of you fucking people
come anywhere near my son!

Hey, Sheriff, put that down.
There's no need to be waving a gun.

Back up!

How dare you?

How dare you bring
a firearm into the house of God!

Blessed are you, my son,
for setting an example of courage.

This young man is choosing God

in the face of pressure
from his own father.

That we should all be so fearless.

Thank you. For setting an example.

Welcome, my son.

No, Ali. Hey, look at me.

No.

I choose God.

No! No! No! No!

I'm with you. I am with you.

- No!
- I am with you. It's okay.

We have to do something.
We have to do something.

- Mommy, no. No.
- It's okay.

- Don't drink that.
- Don't!

Don't. Please!

- You don't need to do that.
- No!

No.

It's okay.

I can help you, honey.

Listen to me, you're scared.
I can help you.

- Daddy, wait. No.
- I can help you.

Look at me. We'll do it together.
Okay? Look.

It's okay.

Faith. Faith. Faith.

Don't look at her.

- Leeza!
- Leeza!

Faith! Faith! Faith!

When he raised them up,
and carried them on eagle's wings

and brought them to himself!

Mom! Mom!

Close the doors.

Close the doors!

Oh, thank God.

Lock them!

He is okay.

He will be okay. He will heal.

That is part of God's miracle!

His miracle
which some of you would destroy!

It won't be long. It won't take long.

You rest and you heal.

Hold him down.

What do we do? Is he really gonna be okay?

Of course he is.

What is wrong with you?

Spitting in the face of such a gift!

Remove the sheriff. Take him out back.

We'll need… We'll need food soon.

Sturge.

Sturge!

Keep the doors locked.

He planned on that.
He said, "Keep the doors closed,

and when they woke, help them!"

Brothers and sisters, rejoice!

- The first of the apostles awakes.
- Ali.

- They will be thirsty for Communion.
- Ali. Hey.

The blessings of the Lord
will be bestowed on all of us!

Mommy?

- Mommy?
- Leeza.

Mommy!

My love. We're saved.

Oh, I was scared.

Mommy!

I'm okay, love.

I'm okay. And I feel…

- Mommy?
- Oh, honey.

Oh, it's amazing.

The candles, they're singing.

Thank God.

Mommy?

- Leeza.
- Mommy!

It's all right. It's okay.

- It's fine. It's okay.
- No.

Don't be suspicious.

Wade!

Come on! Let's go. We gotta go.

No!

- Let's go! Come on, this way!
- Mommy!

- Go!
- Ed!

That'll all be over soon.

And they'll all wake up, eternal.

You hid?

What are you gonna do, Erin Greene?

Guns?

Those things don't matter anymore.

Not in the new world.
The world without death.

You could shoot me right now.
It would mean I'm five minutes behind...

We have five minutes.

I don't…

I don't know what happened.

It's okay.

I don't, uh…

Open the doors.

Monsignor said we should
close the doors before they wake up.

So we can guide them,
orient them, so that this…

So that this wouldn't happen.

I love him. I truly do. But look,

it happened nonetheless
as it was meant to.

You know what they say.
"Man plans, God laughs."

Those who have been coming to church
and taking Communion,

they have nothing to fear tonight.

As for the rest of them…

Let God sort them out.

Faith, Monsignor.

Faith and courage. Like you said.

Open the doors.

The doors stay open,
just as the gates are always open.

How else does the gospel spread?