Demons Page #3

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Life's too short.

- My little pagan baby.

I love you.

- Wise beyond her

years, and yours.

How how old

did you say she was again?

- See now you

want to be careful,

she's gonna get onto the uh,

reincarnation

chapter in a minute.

- Oh, oh.

- Oh yeah, yeah.

- I'm game.

- I'd like to propose a

toast, to Eddie and Lara.

Eddie, may you not f***

up my amazing friend,

or Marcus and I will kill you.

- He's tougher than he looks.

- Mmhmm.

This one?

No, hell, she got superpowers.

You don't need me.

- And may you both find a home,

a sanctuary, in each other.

- Well put.

To Eddie and Lara.

- Cheers!

- May I join you?

- Why is she bleeding?

- Jewel!

- It was suicide.

- Talk to me.

- What good does talking do?

We've tried that.

We've done so much talking.

- Take a little more time,

present your findings

to the bishop.

Let him decide.

- I want to know what you think.

- I think she got

under your skin.

- I don't know how

much time she has left.

- You got

concerns about the father.

- 80% of demoniacs

have suffered abuse,

commonly sexual abuse.

Apparently the infestation

was preceded by his

finding her having sex

in the woods with a boy.

- A challenge to

his control of her.

- Maybe.

- What about the sister?

If he abused one girl,

he most likely abused the other.

- She seems...

Surprisingly normal, grounded.

Although, she's been

away for a while.

- Colin, you've been their

parish priest for three years.

Did you notice anything unusual

before he made that request?

- No, but, I think maybe

I wasn't paying attention.

- Just make sure you're not

projecting your own situation

onto this one.

- Jasper Grant is

nothing like my father.

- Really?

Remember, you ran all the

way to Ireland to get away?

- You're seeing her again?

- I never stopped

seeing her, Colin.

Don't pretend like you

haven't seen her too.

Don't act like you don't

know exactly what this is.

- I thought I

may have seen her, yes.

- Oh, backpedaling looks

so sexy on you, Colin.

- Really.

- That's,

that's not what I'm doing.

Look, I'm just worried

about my wife, okay?

- Oh, I am

so f***ing embarrassed.

- Everybody has their sh*t.

These people are our friends.

- I barely know three

of the four of them.

All they see is some psychotic

b*tch they hardly know

who dove randomly

screaming into the pool

with her clothes on.

I mean, what would you think?

- I'm probably the

wrong person to ask.

Hey.

Look at me.

I love you.

- I love you too.

I'm just...

Tired of carrying this around.

- Carrying what around?

- Oh, it's nothing.

Um, we'll be down in a minute.

- That didn't look like nothing.

- Lara, you're very kind to

come and check on Kayleigh but,

this is something

that's between us.

- What do you think your

sister wants from you?

I'm um, claircognizant.

I've always been able to

sense what's happening

beyond the veil.

And beyond the facade

that people put up to

hide their interactions

with the other side.

I can't see but, I know.

I know your sister haunts you.

Maybe haunts isn't

the right word.

- No, I...

Think it's pretty appropriate.

Are we expecting someone else?

- Mrs. Grant.

We weren't expecting you.

- I need to see my

daughter, please.

- Come here.

How you doing?

- Afternoon, father.

You're just in time

to meet Dr. Connor

and hear what he has to say.

- Dr. Connor.

- Reverend.

- I'm glad you're here.

- Thank you.

- Well, enough pleasantries.

Let's have it.

- Jewel is, on the

surface, in fine health.

Her heart rate is slightly

elevated, and she's dehydrated.

- She can't eat or drink.

- Meaning, she can't

hold anything down?

- Meaning she

cannot eat or drink.

- Which is something

I suspected,

so I put her on a drip

and I gave her something

to calm her nerves.

- She was coughing

up blood yesterday.

That's unusual, right?

- Yes, that would be

very unusual, right.

- So, do you have some

medical explanation

as to why a teenage girl

in seemingly fine health

would be coughing up blood?

- Hand to god.

How many times do

I have to say it?

There is no medical explanation.

My daughter's in the grip

of the master defiler.

Now, will you help me rid my

baby girl of this evil or not?

- Father, do something please!

Sweet lord Jesus!

- Go f*** yourself, priest!

- It speaks.

Now do you believe, father?

- Somebody take him out of here.

- Daddy, please.

- Don't put your

hand on me, girl.

- What is this?

Why is she bleeding?

- Demon, you will not

take my child then...

- darling, please...

- No thanks, darling.

Why are you here, father?

To purge me of evil?

Each vessel...

Has been corrupted.

Each vessel...

Has been overcome.

Get away!

- She should rest now.

- So that's it, you're leaving?

- I have to respect

the family's wishes.

I don't have much of

a say in the matter.

Look these are...

These are very good,

very Christian people.

Okay, I've know

them a long time.

Jasper's helped me out in

more than one tight fix.

Who am I to judge?

I'm just a country doctor.

You're their priest,

it's in your realm now.

- What?

- It's possible that

Jewel is suffering

from an ectopic pregnancy.

An ectopic pregnancy is where

the embryo implants itself

outside of the uterus.

If that's what's going on then

it's quite possible

that it could be

causing Jewel's symptoms.

- It's quite possible?

So, why didn't you share this

information with the grants?

- Because I can't be sure

unless I do more tests,

and I'll be damned if I'm gonna

put the grants through that.

Besides, if the

pregnancy is ectopic,

then it's likely the

fetus will abort itself,

if it hasn't already.

- And kill Jewel in the process?

- I suggest you do whatever

the grants are asking.

God be with you, father.

- I couldn't bring

myself just to call.

You're all I have left now.

I owed it to you to

tell you in person.

- Colin, please tell our

guests what's going on but

tell them that the wedding

will happen as scheduled.

- Honey, no one would blame you.

- Just tell them, baby.

Please?

- He left this for you.

- He's made the very

emblem of honor, of salvation.

Over and again, the

rich man is their own...

What kind of crazy person

claims a filthy beggar

is more honorable than that guy?

More worthy of

attention and care?

That's the really

subversive and of course

really dangerous message

of what Jesus said,

of your care, your

concern, your honor.

To those who can't

care for themselves,

and who have been

pushed to the fringes,

even beyond the fringes

of polite society,

who see real suffering,

who've been repulsed,

reviled, and disheartened...

- I know...

I probably haven't spoken to

you properly much of late.

Forgive me.

But I need your counsel

now, not for me, not for me.

You know why this

is more difficult.

I believe in evil...

I just don't know what

kind of evil this is.

What are you telling me?

- Hi.

- Come in.

Dear Kayleigh,

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