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(dramatic music)

- [Man In Hat] I'm confused.

Who's this for?

- It doesn't say, so I guess, it's for you.

- Why is there no shipping label?

- Hey, they say deliver it, and I deliver it.

- It's weird.

- Well, sometimes you gotta get creative

when you need to send a message.

- Still, it's pretty weird.

- Hey, can you go ahead and sign for it?

I got somewhere I gotta be.

(watch ticking)

Maybe it'll brighten your day.

(ominous music)

(explosion) (car alarm blaring)

(alarm beeping)

- I told her I would do it.

It's just laundry, I don't understand what the big deal is.

When she gets off her shift this afternoon,

we're gonna have us a talk.

If a woman offers help and you don't take that help,

what does that make you?

Now, I'm not saying she's an ingrate,

but I'll let the facts speak for themself.

Now don't let that get in your eggs.

Smell it?

Smell it.

Is there a difference?

Okay, so what?

My fabric softener is a bit more floral,

but people like that.

She don't have to get her panties in a wad.

And speaking of that,

son, we're gonna have to have us a discussion around here.

About what type of underwear is acceptable in this house.

Now, I know this is a new age,

it's not like we living in the '50's,

but some things is just plain ol'...

It's disgusting, it's wrong, and Jesus don't like it.

- [News Reporter] An explosion rocked the streets

of downtown today, resulting in one casualty.

Three others were rushed to St. Jude's

with serious injuries.

The explosion took place after a morning delivery

to the Fine Acres Bar and Pub on Commerce street.

Police are asking any who may have seen the delivery van

or the persons making the delivery

to please contact them immediately.

Police found bits of orange cardboard

scattered over the scene with the words,

"meet me", written in black letters.

Authorities are not sure what it means,

but we have the pictures for you on our website.

In other news, a cyclist was bitten this morning,

by the owner of a dog who also attacked the cyclist

in River Ledges Park.

The cyclist, Tom DeWitt--

(phone ringing)

- Harper, answer your phone.

- Problems?

- She's not at the lake house.

I got my people on her apartment and her parents.

More importantly, she's not here.

(ominous music)

(car horn honks) (car door opens)

- Harper.

- That's twice you've killed me.

There won't be a third.

(gun shots) (car horn honks)

(ominous music)

- You got my message.

Smith?

Your last name is Smith?

That is disappointingly generic.

So you can't die.

Because you're the ring leader.

How does this work?

If I were to kill you here and now,

would it just start over?

- Yes.

- In the same spot each time?

- Yes.

- Crazy.

Do you control it?

- What?

- Do you have control?

Can you make it stop?

- No.

- Man, so you're screwed.

I mean, how long has it been doing this?

- A long time.

- And if somebody dies with you, they get in?

They wake up, like me?

- Something like that.

- And if you don't die, it just resets on its own?

- At midnight.

- Like a movie?

Who else knows?

- A few people.

- Our friend Foust?

- I don't think so.

- So what were doing here?

Were you trying to play the hero or rescue the girl?

I mean, she was cute, but not that cute.

- It's a supernatural event.

- [Darwin] What?

- It's a supernatural thing.

All right, I have to do something,

figure it out, and until then, I'm stuck in this loop.

- With me?

- And other people.

- So you've been trying to play the hero,

rescue the girl, defeat evil or something like that?

- There's a purpose or a reason.

- And you believe that? (laughs)

Like God is trying to test you or something.

Oh man, you are not doing very well.

- Mills,

dude, wake up.

You okay?

Are you sick?

Dude, don't get me sick.

I barely escaped my snotty nosed nieces this weekend,

my sister's all like, "They're just teething."

And I'm like, no, no, when there's that much snot

flying around, that ain't just teething.

Oh, sorry, dude.

- Yeah, just bad deja vu.

- Really?

You know, I have never had that.

I'm jealous.

Did you hear about Paola Foust?

She's dead.

Turns out her campaign manager shot her.

Kendall's been there all morning, apparently it's a mess.

- You know Paola Foust?

- Yeah, kinda.

- Kinda?

- She does a lot of the P.D. meetings, fundraisers.

Why are you looking at me like that?

You look pissed off.

- Sorry.

- [Sergeant] Let's go.

- Come on.

- Are you coming?

- No, they know me in there.

Leave the keys.

(ominous music)

- You're going about this all wrong.

If you find a broken slot machine in Vegas

that wins every time, you pull the hammer,

you don't try to fix it.

- When the day resets, it resets everything.

All right, nothing changes.

Everything goes back to one.

- You really don't understand what you have here, do you?

You are the owner

of a cosmic evolutionary glitch,

and you actually want things to go back to normal?

No, you know, take all that supernatural divine purpose crap

and throw it where it belongs.

Because if there's a God,

he got you and your friends killed.

Okay?

If there's a God let him deal with the bad people.

No, no, no, screw that.

Think bigger.

What you have,

you could change the world, forever.

Here,

let me show you.

(keys jangling)

- I know we're busy with the thing downtown,

but we've gotta make it work.

So we're gonna split into three teams.

You two take the scene, I'll take the house,

you guys check their offices.

It seems pretty cut and dry,

but considering this is national news,

they're gonna be looking at us through a magnifying glass.

Can we help you?

- I came to help.

You're probably feeling a bit of deja vu.

(gun shot)

- We were friends!

- What's wrong with you, Mills?

Are you insane?

- You were at my wedding!

(trashcan thuds)

- So you probably have questions.

- I wanna know everything.

- I'm not taking that.

- Look, one of us is going in there with a gun.

You really want it to be me?

- There is no need to rob a bank.

At midnight it will be gone.

Anything we buy with it, gone.

- The reason we need to rob a bank,

is because you still think there is a bank.

There is no bank.

Okay, the sooner you get that through your head,

the sooner we can do what needs to be done.

You want a purpose?

You want this to mean something?

Give me your shoelace.

- Why?

- You can't rob a bank without a plan.

(car doors slam)

- The feeling goes away.

- Okay, I'm just gonna say it.

You're a really big dude,

and if that's awkward, I'm okay with it.

- So you said that a big black guy showed up, after,

with a van.

How big?

- Real big.

- Bigger than me.

- Yeah.

- I can't imagine your calorie count.

I mean, it's probably costing you a fortune.

- And you think by killing Foust, this would fix this?

- We weren't trying to kill her.

We were trying to catch her in the act.

- This morning?

This morning your friend killed Foust.

- What?

- Oh, I meant to tell you,

but he got in and he was so big.

I heard it on the radio.

- Harper.

What happened to her?

- Oh, she's very much in jail.

- So if the day keeps going now,

Harper, she's going away.

So what now?

(dramatic music)

- Now most people think it's hard to rob a bank,

but it's not.

But we are in Texas,

so your job is to look out for the gun nuts.

- Patrice] Can I help you?

- Yes, you are?

- Patrice.

Tell me, Patrice,

who's that?

- [Patrice] Meredith?

- Meredith.

Tell me, how long do you think Meredith can hold her breath?

- What?

- What like 30 seconds?

60 seconds?

Is she a swimmer?

She doesn't look it.

- I'm sorry I'm not understanding.

- You know, I'm gonna guess 60 seconds.

Which is good for both of you.

- Sir?

- 60 seconds, Patrice.

Empty the register!

(gun cocks)

Come on, Patrice, money, now!

Hurry it up, Patrice!

Hurry it up, Patrice!

Come on, hurry, hurry!

- [Patrice] Where do I put it?

- I don't know, find something, problem solve.

Find something, put the money in it.

Hey, buddy, you wanna control the room?

- Ma'am!

Ma'am!

- What are you doing?

- She's choking!

(Meredith choking)

- Oh, Patrice, I don't know,

looks like Meredith's tapping out here.

Where we at with money?

- I got some.

- Some, is it enough, Patrice?

- I don't know.

Yes.

- Get the money.

(gun shot)

What did I tell you about controlling the room?

(gun shot) (glass breaks)

He's wearing a cowboy hat, that didn't give this guy away?

(gun shot) (glass breaks)

Shoot him!

(gun shots) (glass breaking)

(gun clicking)

Forget to count?

Give me that.

- No!

- He's not gonna die, not really.

- No.

- Get the money.

(dramatic music) (watch ticking)

Grab your shoe.

- Sorry.

- Really?

You locked the doors on our getaway car?

Take your time we're not in a hurry.

(car engine starts)

It's not bad.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, what are you doing?

(car horn honks)

- Calm down, we don't need it.

- Why did we just go through that,

if you're gonna throw it out the window?

- Money isn't the point.

The point is, that our actions no longer have consequences.

Rob the bank, blow up the bank, do nothing to the bank.

It means nothing.

Do something good, do something bad, it doesn't matter.

You think saving a girl or stopping a bad guy

will make a difference?

No.

There's only one way, through this thing,

and that's what we have to do.

You want all this to end?

Then you have to embrace what it is?

- So what is it?

- Rebirth.

- [Mills?] That him?

- Yes.

- Wow.

You guys have gotten tangled up with some really bad people.

You don't know what he does for her?

- No.

We didn't get the chance to talk.

- All right, wait here, I'll be back.

- I'll go too.

- Nah, you can't go in there.

- What, why?

- 'Cause those are hardcore gangsters,

and you're just so, you.

- Hey, I can be tough.

I can be tough.

(bell dings)

- [Chubs] Evening, officer.

- What's up, big boy?

- Oh, you know,

it goes.

- Yeah, it does.

- You get a new partner?

He's annoying.

- It's been an interesting day,

but I've got a story for you.

(Chubs laughs)

- Po-po's always coming up with stories for brothers.

- Why don't you put your hands on the table?

You're making me uncomfortable.

- This morning, a woman was murdered in her car.

Turns out, it was a congresswoman.

Did you hear about that?

- I heard something.

- Well, Sergeant wants to be very thorough.

'Cause I mean, this is national news.

So he sends a bunch of us out to her home and office,

and there we find these hard drives,

well now, they're encrypted,

but our boys are able to crack through some of it.

You wanna take a guess at whose name pops up?

No?

Dwayne Joseph Hicks.

And I was telling the boys, like,

yo, I know that guy.

We went to school together.

I mean, you were supposed to play pro ball, but you didn't.

Instead, you became a business man.

So I asked myself,

why would the name, Dwayne Joseph Hicks

end up on a congresswoman's hard drive?

And you know what they said?

- Not a clue.

- Nothing.

Still don't know yet.

They're still encrypted.

But I'm a very curious person.

- I'll see you around.

(bell dings)

- So how'd it go?

- Fantastic.

- Now we wait.

(dramatic music)

(crowd cheering) (upbeat music)

(dramatic music)

(car engine starts)

Looks like we're going somewhere.

(car engine starts)

- Need a lift?

- What is this?

- Needed a new car.

You like baseball, right?

You know the thing about Jesus?

He understood the rules of this world.

He would go to some town, set up somewhere,

explain the rules and people would leave

their homes and jobs behind,

because in the end, that's anybody really wants.

Gotta understand their place in all this.

And now there's you.

How old are you?

- 28.

- Close, if you were 30 that would be creepy.

- What's at 30?

- When Jesus went to work.

(ominous music)

- All right, you gotta go in.

- What?

- They don't know what you look like.

For all they know, you're just another person

looking at a storage unit.

When you go in, just get the storage unit number.

And if you can, find out what is it that they're looking--

- Okay, look, I'm not the guy.

Okay, I do counseling.

- And she's great.

- I follow.

The other people, they come up with the plan,

I'm just a part.

- In the academy we have a saying,

you know the difference between a normal person and a hero?

- Super powers.

- Movement.

- You know, you and Jesus actually have a lot in common.

You're not like anybody else.

You're not a part of this world.

Not anymore, at least.

You're limitless, you can do whatever.

Anything that you want.

Change things, change time, do miracles.

Both of you have disciples.

You know, you're little friends, me.

I'm a believer, man.

I mean, you have a purpose, a reason for being.

But just like Jesus, it's hard to see it,

until it's right in front of you.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, hey, hey,

-I need to see some I. -D, please.

- Hi, Bill.

- What are you doing here?

- Bill, take the night off, go home.

- I can't, this is my job.

- Bill, listen to me.

This is one of those nights you're gonna wanna be at home.

(crowd cheering)

- Why does Bill wanna be at home tonight?

- You and Jesus have a lot in common.

And just like Jesus, you are gonna bring people

from darkness into glorious light.

But to do that,

Jesus had to die.

(ominous music)

(lock rattles)

- Problems?

- No, I'm fine.

Looking for my keys.

- Oh.

(tarp rustles)

- What is this?

- Look, there are four rules,

One, the day starts over at midnight.

Two, you can't change anything, everything goes back to one.

Three, when you die, the day starts over.

And four, when people die with you, they wake up.

We're gonna wake up the world.

- You sure you got the right unit?

- Yeah.

Yeah, it's mine.

Think I just brought the wrong keys.

- Right, right, right, right, right, well, that's funny,

because that one is mine, that one, that one,

and that one, and that one,

and this one, and this one, right here.

So I'm gonna ask you again, what are you really doing here?

(Jessica screams)

(crowd cheering)

(ominous music)

- No!

- Look, look, okay?

You wanted a reason, this is it.

This is it!

Imagine a world where everyone is awake.

Where there are no consequences,

where people can do anything, everything they want.

No judgment, no aftermath,

become the animals they truly are.

Absolute freedom.

And you're gonna give--

- This can't be it.

- It's too late, we're already here.

And you better get used to it,

because you're gonna have to die, every day.

You're gonna have to die, so that everybody else can live.

(Jessica screaming)

(Jessica groaning)

(Chubs snapping)

- Hey, hey, what are you really doing here?

- We can't do this!

Don't do this! - Stop, stop!

- Can't do this! - Stop!

It's over. - Screw this!

- Be quiet, it's done, this is done, it's over!

You understand that?

This is done, this is happening.

Okay?

Now it's okay to freak out a little.

I mean, even Jesus sweat blood, okay?

Look, it's all set.

You die, you resurrect.

It won't hurt.

They won't feel a thing.

Now look, I wanna do this together.

This is your purpose,

but I can't pull it for you.

- Princess, we don't have a lot of time.

And you definitely don't have a lot of time.

What are you doing here?

(Jessica groaning)

What do you know?

- You want me to take it off of her?

- [Chubs] No.

(door banging)

(ominous music)

- Who is it?

(Darwin groaning)

(Jack yells)

(Darwin coughing)

- There's no escaping this.

(Jack breathing heavily)

We can do this everyday.

(van explodes)

- Hi.

I told you I'd see you again.

(gun shots)

(Jessica groans)

Hi.

You've looked better.

- Now, you good?

- Yeah, yeah.

Well, let's see what we have here.

(car siren wailing) (dramatic music)

(phone ringing)

- Hello.

- Hey.

Papaw,

it's me.

- Boy?

- I know it's late.

- Yeah, yeah, is everything all right?

- Yeah.

- Why are you calling me?

- Yeah, I'm sorry,

were you sleeping?

- You know me, I fell asleep reading.

Do you need to come over?

Hello?

- I tried to do something.

Something right.

And things have escalated, badly.

And I don't think there's any going back now.

- Maybe you should come over and talk.

I can make coffee.

- Papaw, I tried to do something,

and now

there are monsters.

(dramatic music)