He's a priest.
Why don't you tell us
something we don't know ?
- A homicidal priest. That's good.
- Yeah ? Well, it gets better.
He studied at the Vatican.
He was one of their alleged visionaries.
Came here in '81 to St.john's Church
downtown.
Six months ago,
he disappeared.
Priests there say he was
having a spiritual crisis.
Oh, yeah.
That's what this is about.
Spiritual crisis.
Doesn't make any sense.
What's a priest doing shooting
at a Wall Street banker?
A Wall Street banker, by the way,
who suddenly disappeared.
Maybe we should ask the girl.
What girl ?
Uh, the guy. The guy. Priest guy.
[ Jer Clears Throat ]
[ Jer ] There's five million women
living in New York City.
How we gonna find her
without a name ?
Here.
Look, I already gave you some money.
Can you just move on, please ?
He's comin' for you.
He's comin' for you, Christine.
How do you know my name ?
He's gonna fuck you. He's gonna fuck you, Christine.
Can you see him ?
- [ Chuckles ] Can you see him ?
- Who are you ?
- [ Chuckles ] Can you see him ?
- Who are you ?
How do you know my name ?
[ Screaming ]
- [ Glass Tinkling ]
- [ Gasps ]
- He's gonna fuck you, Christine.
- [ Screaming ]
- [ Laughing ]
- [ Screaming ]
[ Panting ]
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
[ Gargling ]
[ Groaning ]
Ohh.
[ Groans ]
The thousand years have ended.
Thousand years have ended.
[ Classical Tune Plays ]
[ Music Continues ]
"When the thousand years are ended,
Satan shall be loosed
out of his prison."
"Twenty... seven. "
[ Woman ]
Christine ?
- Christine ?
- I'll be there in a sec !
[ Phone Ringing ]
Doctor's office.
- Hello.
- Is Dr. Abel in, please ?
- Who's calling, please ?
- It's Christine York.
Christine, listen to me.
We've been over this before.
It's a terrible thing to lose your parents.
I know it was a long time ago.
The holidays always make
something like that feel much worse.
- Understand, these dreams are your creation.
- There's nothing real about them.
You control them.
They don't control you.
Take another Xanax
to relieve your anxiety.
You are fine. Trust me.
Another vision ?
Why didn't you tell me ?
- I didn't want you to worry.
- I'm your stepmother. It's my job to worry.
No big deal, really.
Just someone on the subway car
turned into porcelain and shattered.
What's wrong with me ?
Why do I see things ? Why am I so different ?
Oh, you don't know
how special you are.
You're better than everybody else.
Just remember that.
I don't want to be better or worse.
I want to be normal.
- I want a normal life.
- You have to have patience.
All good things will come
to you. You'll see.
- Oh, excuse me.
- I'm sorry, we're closed.
I would like to talk to you
about Thomas Aquinas.
- Father, please, I need you down stairs.
- Just take these.
- Father, please.
- Go.
I've already told the police.
Thomas was a friend of mine and a colleague.
He had nothing to do
with what happened today.
There was no one else
on that fire escape.
- You don't understand. - I understand getting
shot at, and I don't like it.
- He shot at you ?
- No, he shot at my client.
- I happened to get in the way.
- Who's your client ?
That's irrelevant right now. What I want to know is
why would a priest try to kill someone ?
You've been drinking.
I've got 14 years sober, and I can spot that.
Well, good for you. Your friend and colleague,
was he working for someone ?
Yes, he was working for God.
So God ordered a hit
on an investment banker ?
There's a lot that you don't know.
You think you've seen everything ?
You haven't. There are
things you never dreamed of.
There's another world out there.
Thomas saw it, and it destroyed him.
I've seen a lot too, but there's nothing
that would make me cut my tongue out.
- Yeah, well, wait a few days.
- What happens in a few days ?
Did Thomas tell you
about a girl?
- No.
- I see. Do you believe in God ?
Maybe once,
but not anymore.
What happened