ended,
Satan shall be loosed
out of his prison.''
Uh, this next part is not clear.
I-I-I think it's in English.
It says, "Christ--
Christ in New York."
- [ Thomas Shouts ]
- [ Screaming ]
- Christ !
- [ Nurses Whimpering ]
Well, it's official.
I'm never sleeping again, ever. You okay ?
A guy cuts words into his chest.
Someone else nails him to the ceiling.
What's not okay ?
[ Sighs ]
So where we going ?
The girl. I gotta talk to her,
find out what she knows.
W-W-Wait. We don't have a name.
That would help.
Maybe we do. Maybe it's not
"Christ in New York."
Maybe it's, "Chris in New York,"
"Christine in New York."
"Christine York." Let's run a D.M.V. check
and find out if any of those names come up.
[ Bobby ]
Hello, Christine York.
Sometimes you border
on competent.
- I know. It's scary, isn't it ?
- [ Bobby Chuckles ]
[ Speaking Italian ]
Christine ?
Mabel called. She'd like you to get dressed
and join her for lunch.
Grazie, Carson.
No !
[ Screaming ]
Shit !
[ Christine Grunts ]
No ! No !
Ahhh ! Goddamn it,
get off me !
Go downstairs and watch the front door !
Please!
- Help !
- There is no sanctuary but heaven.
- [ Grunting, Gasping ]
- You must go there now.
- What are you doing ?
- I commend you to Almighty God and entrust you--
[ Bobby ] At what point
is this considered...
interfering with
a police investigation ?
Hey, we are private citizens
having a conversation with another citizen.
I mean, I don't think they've found a way
to outlaw that. At least not yet.
[ Christine ]
Please! No !
May you return
to Him who formed--
Go down there. Do whatever you can.
I need more time to finish the last rites.
- [ Shrieking ]
- May Christ, the true shepherd--
- [ Christine ] Help !
- Stairs.
Covered.
Help !
May you see
Your redeemer--
- ...forever, amen.
- [ Yelling ]
- [ Christine ] Son of a bitch !
- [ Groaning ]
[ Grunting ]
You all right ?
Yeah. Check the body
down the stairs.
What body ?
Call the police,
and get an ambulance.
[ Jer Panting ]
Take it easy.
We're the good guys.
Allright ?
What happened ?
Carson. Those men--
Th-Those men--
They tried to kill me.
[ Panting ]
Why ?
[ Panting ]
Eight jets, variable speed.
That's what I call dying in style.
What kind of girl lives in a house
like this, anyway ?
Oh, she's an orphan.
Both parents deceased.
After the mother died, the home nurse
married the father.
Now the nurse is
the sole guardian.
I think it's adorable
the way you talk like a real cop.
Yeah ? So you think after they clean up
this mess, we could...
[ Marge ] Don't tempt me.
Soak a little ?
They relax me. You want one ?
Oh, no, thanks. I drink.
- My little girl had one just like it.
- Really ?
- Mm-hmm. - Yeah ? You snoop
through her stuff without asking too ?
When I was looking
for something.
What are you looking for ?
A connection.
Most days, I don't feel
connected to anyone.
I noticed a lot
of religious books outside.
Mm. They're my stepmother's.
- Is she a big believer ?
- No, not really.
It's mostly just kind of
like a hobby with her.
Do you know a priest by the name
of Thomas Aquinas ?
No. Is that
your connection, religion ?
I've seen a lot
of attempted murders,
but I've never seen anyone
perform the last rites before.
- [ Mabel ] Christine ?
- In here !
Are you all right ? Oh, my God, I just
heard what happened !
Did they hurt you ?
I'm okay, but Carson--
I know. Oh.
I'm just so glad you came along
when you did.
Thanks.
[ Sighs ]
I didn't realize you knew where the library
was, let alone had a card.
Well, there's a lot
about me you don't know.
[ Mabel ]
They're right outside.
[ Dr. Abel On Telephone ] You must bring her.
He is waiting for her.
No, that's impossible ! They'll follow me
and find the temple !
I couldn't convince her
to come here.
Yuck ! Then I shall
have to go to her.
Did I mention
I had a date tonight ?
Not just the inflatable kind.
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