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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.

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 f*** you. He's gonna

f*** you, Christine. Can you see him?

- Can you see him?

- Who are you?

How do you know

my name?

He's gonna f*** you, Christine.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

The thousand years

have ended.

Thousand years have ended.

"When the thousand years

are ended,

Satan shall be loosed

out of his prison. "

"Twenty... seven. "

Christine?

Christine? I'll be there in a sec!

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

downstairs. 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?

We had a difference of opinion.

I thought that my wife and daughter

should live, and He felt otherwise.

I'm sorry to hear about the loss. Maybe

it's time for you to renew your faith.

This girl.

Is she in trouble?

Does she need help?

I have a lot of things to do

here. Excuse me. Excuse me.

I have more questions, if you don't

mind. I've got a question for you.

If you don't believe in God, how

can you understand his adversary?

Now I have to believe in God

in order to solve a crime?

I'm sure that you

can find your way out.

- How many have received the stigmata?

- She's the third this week.

- What is she saying?

- For your own good, get out and forget what you've seen!

Was Thomas part of this? There are forces

at work you couldn't possibly comprehend!

Now, please,

leave!

God rest ye, merry gentlemen

Let nothing

you dismay

Remember Christ...

No, it's just I hate the fact that

they put finals after the holiday.

It ruins the whole meaning of vacation.

I wouldn't worry.

You always do fine.

Besides, a bad grade

isn't the end of the world.

It's you.

I didn't...

Where is she?

The girl is safe.

And what of the world?

Everything is

as planned.

Our acts go unnoticed,

unquestioned.

- We're everywhere.

- Daddy, who is it?

- Is this your daughter?

- Yes.

- And this is your wife?

- Yes.

Oh, you insist

you gotta talk that sh*t

You gotta keep

that dog ass breath

All up in my face

And I remember when

You would never lie

to a friend

'Cause you were so high

you were so shy

You were

so f***ed up anyway

Life keeps on tickin',

tickin', tickin', tickin'

What's wrong, baby? What's

wrong? It was a dream.

He came for me again.

It's only a dream, angel.

It felt closer.

Throughout

the country, the National Guard...

has been put on alert

as a precaution...

Mayor Giuliani

urged all citizens and police...

to stay calm

during this holiday season.

No explanations for

how blood on the hands of the Christ child,

depicted in Michelangelo's

famous sculpture of the Pieta...

...atmosphere of fear

and panic, random acts of violence...

are being attributed to satanic

cults who seem determined...

to disrupt New Year's

celebrations throughout the world.

Here in New York...

Sorry, pal,

you can't come in here.

Ahh. The young boys that you seduced

have left their scent upon you.

Remember who it is

that you serve. Hmm?

Open your eyes, Thomas.

Look. Look at the face that has haunted

your dreams for a thousand years.

They say you can

see the future, Thomas.

Then you must know exactly

what I'm going to do to you.

I don't know what

we hope to get from this guy.

He's got no f***in'

tongue. He can write.

F*** me.

There is still no explanation...

for the devastating explosions

that rocked midtown two nights ago.

In the wake

of Tuesday night's explosion,

investigators from the New York City Fire

Department are still at a loss to explain...

why the restaurant suddenly burst into

flames, killing at least 35 people.

- Hey, a**hole, watch where you're going.

- Hey, I like the shirt.

Screw you, man!

Hey, kid.

Nice shirt.

I'm tellin'you, no one entered

the room. Maybe he did it himself.

Then how did he get

the last scalpel in!

Oh, my God.

- It just keeps getting better.

- I've never seen anything like this.

I think this

is written in Latin.

"When the thousand years

has ended,

Satan shall be loosed

out of his prison. "

Uh, this next part is not clear.

L- I-I think it's in English.

It says, "Christ...

Christ in New York. "

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