Waste.
"I have seen the horror to come.
lsit a sin to wish
you were never born ?
"The thousand years
have ended.
Twenty... seven."
it ends in
a football score.
That's nice.
[ Jer ]
Hey, i found something.
Can you see
What it is ?
His tongue.
He must have
cut it out himself.
Okay. And why is it
someone would cut out
their own tongue ?
To keep
from talking.
Right.
Well, I could eat.
- [ Screeching ]
- Ah !
- Shit !
- What ?
All right, I knew
that was gonna happen.
No, it's all right.
There's something
in here.
Have you ever
seen her before ?
Nah.
[ Jer ]
This guy
is no ordinary hit man.
No, this one's
extraordinary.
Let's get the hell
outta here. This place
is making me itch.
- Drop it ! Don't move !
Don't move ! Freeze !
- Don't move ! Freeze !
Oh. It's us.
jesus! How the hell
did you two find this place ?
Lucky guess.
So what did
You fiind out ?
His name's
Thomas Aquinas.
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 fiind 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 offiice.
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 step mother.
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