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The Prophecy 3: The Ascent
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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.
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.
- 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
- 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.
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.
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...
Do I know you ?
I know you from
before you were born.
Both times.
Huh ?
"Zophael. Spy of God."
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. ThatLook. 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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