Ominous

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He's coming!

He's coming!

Father.

Jeremy.

Have you come to

pray for me, Father?

God can't help you.

You think you

can trap me here?

Deliver this boy from all

sin, from hatred and anger.

What are you doing?

From lightning and tempest,

from plague and damnation,

I deliver you!

Begone, devil!

Tremble under

the powerful hand of God.

Cower in the sight

of His glory.

You have no power

over me, old man.

This is sacred ground.

It is you without the power.

Your precious

sanctuary won't save you!

Leave him, unholy one.

Leave with all

your wickedness!

Do you renounce

the power of evil?

Father, please have mercy.

Do you renounce

the power of evil?

Do you renounce

the power of evil?

Please don't hurt me, Father.

Do you renounce

the power of evil?

No!

Saint Michael, our Archangel,

defend us in this day of battle.

Be our safeguard against the

wickedness and snares of the devil.

OMINOUS:

Michael!

Do I have to

stay with Sofia?

It's only for

a couple of hours.

We won't be long, I promise.

I made you something.

What's this?

It's you getting your award.

Thank you, sweetheart.

You haven't seen my brooch

anywhere, have you?

Michael, we're

going to be late!

I'm here.

Didn't hear me calling you?

I didn't. I'm sorry.

Hey, what's this?

It's a card.

Jacob made it for me.

I didn't get one?

You're not getting an award.

Touche.

Have a good time.

I'll keep Jacob in line while

you're gone. Right, kiddo?

Your fly.

Will you read me a bedtime

story when you get home?

You mean something like "Wee Willie

Winkie runs through the town?

"Upstairs, downstairs,

in his nightgown!

-Michael.

-"Tapping at the window,

"Crying through the lock.

"Are all the children in their beds?

It's past 8 o'clock"

Michael!

What do you want for dinner?

Ice cream.

Chicken nuggets it is.

What's wrong, boy?

Don't worry.

If we take the freeway, we

should get there in time.

How long has it

been going on?

I have no idea what

you're talking about.

Don't.

Rachel, it's a big night.

-Whatever it is, I'm sure it can wait.

-We need to talk.

Hon, we're gonna be late.

Just answer the question.

How long?

Please, not now.

Not tonight.

My God! Jacob!

He's supposed to

be in the house.

Call 911!

I am, I am.

Yes, I need

an ambulance immediately

to 508 Hapgood Way.

My son's been hit by a car.

He's seven.

He's got difficulty breathing, rapid

heart rate, unstable vital signs.

Tell Dr. Stubeck

we've got a hot unload.

-What have we got?

-Seven-year-old male.

Possible punctured lung.

Get him on the table.

Get me an amp of epi.

He's going in to V-fib.

He's unstable.

We need to start compressions.

Get me a cart over here!

Where the hell is that epi?

We're losing him.

Losing pulse.

Charging to 120.

Clear.

Get me another amp of epi.

Clear.

Call it.

You're gonna have to

say something eventually.

Rachel?

For crying out loud, we're

coming from our son's funeral.

Please.

Fine.

Michael!

What the hell

is the matter with you?

It just came out of nowhere.

Right!

You know what?

-Why don't you just say it?

-Say what?

That you blame me for Jacob.

Do you?

It was an accident, Rachel.

Were you drinking?

Is that what you think?

I had one drink that night while

I was getting ready. One.

It's never just one.

No, I wasn't drunk, Rachel!

-Yeah, right.

-Come on!

It's in pain.

Well, call a vet.

Michael, you can't.

We can't just leave it here.

Stay here.

I'll be right back.

Can I help you?

Actually, I was

hoping I could help you.

It's been a really bad day.

What's he want?

Would you like to

have your son back?

What did he say?

I asked you if...

Yeah. I heard what you said.

Now I'm asking you to leave.

All I'm asking is that you

promise to protect the boy.

Protect him from what?

Did you hear me?

Small price to pay, isn't it?

For the life of your son?

-Okay, that's it.

-Michael.

Bring the body back here.

I'll take care of

everything else.

Good day to you.

I can't believe

you're even thinking about it.

It came

back to life, Michael.

Yes.

But digging up our son's body?

Handing it over

to some stranger?

It's insane.

Yeah, it is.

Thank you.

What have we got to lose?

Listen to yourself!

Are you honestly willing

to go out there right now

and dig up Jacob's grave?

Because I know I'm not.

Get down, get down.

It's clear. Come on.

It's gonna be okay, boy.

What have we done?

Everything we could.

Thanks. For trying.

Wait downstairs.

Bad dream?

Yeah.

Hi, Mommy. Hi, Daddy.

What is it, Mommy?

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Just so glad to see you.

It's really him.

Of course it is.

It's our son.

What's wrong, boy?

Bruce?

Bruce!

I've had my demons.

I drank, I cheated on my wife.

But...

Three months ago,

I got a second chance.

We moved to a new town,

a new house.

And you know what?

We're better.

I'm not drinking anymore.

My wife and I are

closer than ever.

And my son...

I feel like I

got my family back.

You pretending

to be asleep?

Nope.

You want to fool around

before he wakes up?

Yep.

Good morning.

Hello to me.

-Michael.

-What?

-Michael.

-What?

-He's here.

-Who?

Look.

Hey. How long you been

standing there, buddy?

I'm hungry.

Can you make pancakes?

Sure. Be right there.

Look at him.

He's like

a perfect little angel.

You know, this is what I

thought it would be like

when we were first married.

Me, too.

Have we unpacked

the spatula yet?

Let me look.

You know, I was thinking.

We should go to

church tomorrow.

Church?

Yeah, why not?

Got a new name,

new house, new car.

New beginnings.

Sounds perfect.

Me like mine

with blueberries.

So demanding.

-Tell Jacob breakfast is almost ready.

-Okay.

Jacob!

Mom says

breakfast is almost ready.

Jacob?

You out here?

Jacob!

Boo!

Gotcha.

Come on, it's time to get

in the house for breakfast.

Okay.

"Wee Willie Winkie

runs through the town

"Upstairs, downstairs,

in his nightgown

"Tapping at the window

Crying through the lock

"Are all the kids in their beds?

It's past 8 o'clock"

I know I'm not

like other kids.

I just don't know what

I'm supposed to do.

I feel different sometimes.

You make me feel better.

You always were

a good mother, Rachel.

Sorry, were you

talking to me?

Is something wrong, Daddy?

Who were you talking to?

Myself.

I saw someone

in here with you.

There's no one here.

Michael?

There was someone here.

I swear I saw something.

Hasn't he

been through enough?

I'm not making this up.

What's going on

with you, Michael?

Let's talk about this.

There's

nothing to talk about.

There. They're gone now.

So, where were we?

The devil, Satan,

Lucifer, Beelzebub.

Often symbolic of

man's fall from grace.

The Bible calls

him by many names.

How can one not realize

that not only is the devil

real, but he is thriving?

Strife in the Middle East,

disease in Africa,

families being

washed away by floods.

His influence can

be felt everywhere,

constantly tempting all of

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