The Prophecy 3: The Ascent

In the beginning

There was only The Word,

And with The Word He spoke into being

the realm of Heaven and its angels.

And He spoke into being

the sun, the moon and the stars.

And then the Earth,

its oceans and its beasts.

And finally He spoke into being

His masterpiece:

Us.

And we were His children

to love, keep and protect.

Placed above all others, we were

His most cherished creation,

most beloved on Earth

and in Heaven.

This was The Word as it

was spoken to the prophets,

and then it was

handed down to us.

The Word of God

our Father in Heaven.

And a thousand generations

found shelter in that Word

So here we are tonight,

The Word

becomes flesh and blood.

Our flesh and blood.

And I got news.

The Lord, He didn't keep his

Word, No. He backed out on it.

He abandoned His kids a long time ago,

and He ain't payin' child support.

- Am I right, Maggie ?

- You got that right, preacher boy.

Brothers and sisters,

our Father is a deadbeat dad !

- Amen to that.

That's right. And we can all

forget about the "divine plan, "

because there

is no divine plan.

It's a blind universe

out there, friends.

Our lives are nothing but

a chain of unrelated accidents.

- Get used to it !

- Get used to it !

Bad things happen to good people

for no reason. Get used to it.

Get used to it ! - Good things they

happen to bad people for no reason.

- Get used to it ! -

Get used to it ! - Say it again !

- Get used to it !

- I can't hear you !

- Get used to it !

- Do you want salvation ?

- We want salvation !

- Do you want it now ?

- We want it now !

God is dead !

God is not dead.

He just doesn't give a damn.

Please help me. Please.

Oh, God.

No.

Praise the Lord.

It's done.

No. No, I did what you told me.

The blasphemer is dead.

Oh. Oh.

Oh.

- Oh, but I couldn't.

-...pushed me out of the way before...

I'm sorry.

I can find him again.

- I can!

No.

Yes. Yes.

Please.

No. Don't go.

Don't leave me alone.

Please.

Please.

Ohh.

Hey, Joseph.

L-282's mom

wants his corneas back.

- Did you give her the

"gift of sight" rap ? - Yep.

Says they were harvested

without her consent.

- She wants her kid to go to the

next world intact. - Mm.

"Take heed,

you senseless ones.

Does He who

formed the eye not see ?"

- Huh ?

- Psalm 94.

Deal with it, Carl.

All right.

Let's see what we have here.

Ahhh. Leadpoisoning.

Hmm. Okay, Rasputin.

What army did you piss off ?

Allright.

Let's do a liver temp. Thermometer.

Okay.

Do the honors.

Okay.

Eh. The liver's

that away, Magellan.

There you go. T.O.D.

approximately 8:
00 P.M., huh ?

All right. See what else

we got on our John Doe here.

Um...

"Danyael Rosales."

Danyael.

Funny spelling, huh ?

"Father unknown.

Mother, Valerie Rosales, deceased."

Valerie Rosales.

Oh, Jesus.

It's starting again.

It all comes back,

over and over again and again.

- Never stops, never ends.

- What do you mean. ?

Look. Look

at that burn pattern. Look.

- It's like...

- Go on.

It's like she got hit with napalm

and never moved.

All right.

These are from the scene.

Okay.

You get hit with a blast like that,

don't you curl up into a tighter ball,

expose less skin ?

- Are you asking me ?

- I've asked myself a thousand times.

- I don'tknow.

- Look at the body position.

I'm lookin.

Closer.

Closer.

It's like she was

shielding something.

Yes.

Yeah.

That something...

was herchild

She was

protecting her child.

You gave him your life.

That still wasn't enough.

So you, uh, personally

knew the victim, huh ?

We go back.

I know him from

before the big bang.

The big bang ?

- When exactly was the big bang ?

- The beginning.

- Good night, Joseph.

Yeah.

Good night, Kyle.

All right. Look. I'm going to let you go,

but I may have to call you back...

later on down the line

as a material witness.

Gabriel... Is there no last name ?

I mean,

is it like the Artist Formerly

Known As Yanni or something ?

- Sting.

- I thought it was Yanni.

Shows you how far out oftouch I am.

Is this... this address current, "Gabriel" ?

I can tell you

in two words:
un-fortunately.

Is that with a hyphen ?

- Slash.

- Date of birth ?

There's no date of birth

here. Why is that ?

I asked the woman at the Department

of Motor Vehicles that same question.

She told me not to bother her

on a coffee break.

D.M.V.

All right. Why don't you tell me ?

How old are you ?

Thirty-nine.

Hmm.

H-How old do I look ?

Be cruel.

I'll just put down "39"

instead, huh ?

You know what?

Fact is I'm old enough

to know better, Sparky.

- What'd you call me ? - That's what they

called you when you were a kid, right ?

Yeah. You did good

- Can you buzz me in, Clark ?

No. Not before that.

- Where's your morgue ?

- That's off-limits to the public, sir.

A.Z.Jones, FBl.

That'll be two floors down.

Tunnel access to the sub-basement.

I'm gonna have to ask you

to identify the body, ma'am.

I'm also gonna have to ask you

wait just a little bit longer here.

- There'll be somebody along

to help you. - Thank you.

I always knew

we'd see each other again,

but I never thought

you'd look so...

different.

We become the thing we fear.

I let myself go.

Obviously.

Or I wouldn't be here.

- Ah.

- I need the heart.

You, more than anyone, know what he is.

He's their last hope.

I never know

what side you're on, Zophael.

Well, that should be infinitely clear

to you now. Come back to us.

We can retake

what's rightfully ours.

We can make it like it was

before the monkeys. Remember ?

Or has this place completely

befouled your senses ?

I like it here.

I even learned to drive.

You know what

your one flaw is, Gabriel ?

You only see what you want to see.

Have you ever looked around ?

Our Creator poured all His grace

into this world, but do you see it ?

- Do you see it anywhere ?

- Not yet.

Destroying Heaven

is not what I was up to, Zophael.

Not even Lucifer,

is that arrogant?

Go on.

Out of my way... monkey.

- I had to know.

Ah. Thank you

for not jamming.

Where did he go, Joseph ?

- What ?

- Where is he ?

No. You don't just stand

there straight-faced

and tell me he walked

right out of here.

- You don't do that.

- I'm sorry.

Sorry ? How am I

supposed to take that, huh ?

Probably the same way I have

for a very long time. Badly.

I just lost the only thing

I cared about...

in this whole

f***ed-up universe.

You haven't seen "badly,"

sir. Not yet.

What's it like

to wake up as dead meat...

with the buzzards circling ?

Do I know you ?

I know you from

before you were born.

Both times.

Huh ?

"Zophael. Spy of God."

"Bridge between rebel and

loyal factions within Heaven.

His true allegiance is unclear

from religious texts."

My kingdom

for a straight answer.

Pyriel. Pyriel.

Who the hell is Pyriel ?

He died in my arms.

T.O.D. was 8:
00 P.M. That

was taken six hours later.

Look. I still don't believe what

you're tryin' to tell me.

I was afraid of that.

All right. Let's go.

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