The Reaping
CONCEPCIN, CHILE
- No, thanks, buddy.
- Americans?
Yes.
They're out of it.
It could be something in the air.
- Maybe now's a good time.
- Yeah.
Father Bonilla...
I am blind... help bring light to my eyes.
The guy has been dead 40 years.
A month ago,
the earthquake broke open his tomb.
No. Don't put that in her mouth.
You'll only make her more sick.
Tell her.
There is no cure here.
Your girl will not get well this way.
Only the Devil...
...would try and stop God's miracle.
What did she say?
She thinks you're the devil.
Tell her I don't believe in him either.
Ben, check this out.
What do you think's under here?
What is that?
Yeah, well...
All right.
Katherine.
It's okay. It's okay.
I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- Hey.
- It's okay.
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey. Hey. Relax.
Hey. Buddy, buddy, relax.
Hey. All right. All right, relax.
Deep well injection.
That's what it's called when a factory
drops hazardous waste down a dry oil well.
This kind of illegal
underground disposal...
...has been common practice
in Third World countries for years.
In this case, ethanol and methanol...
...mixed with the aromatic compound
DMSO and benzene...
...seeped out after an earthquake...
...running off into the sewer system
below the monastery...
...the fumes of which has the dual effect
of preserving human tissue...
...and, if inhaled,
creating intense hallucinatory effects.
Throw in a population economically deprived
enough to believe in almost anything...
...and you've got yourself a miracle.
A miracle created by a greedy,
cost-cutting corporation.
Instead of providing cures
for the faithful...
...it provided them
This puts me at 48 miraculous
occurrences I've investigated...
...with 48 scientific explanations.
I'm sorry to say, the only miracle
is that people keep believing.
Have a great weekend.
- Go, Tigers.
- They need a miracle.
LOUISIANA STATE UNIVERSITY
Professor, don't you have a TA
to help you carry that stuff?
I did, but once he got his master's,
they gave him an office next to mine.
Sounds like a bright guy.
And forgetful. My class was looking
forward to their guest speaker.
Sorry about that. I had a thing.
What was her name?
Her name was Theresa
and we met in church.
For old time's sake.
Professor Winter's office.
Father Costigan.
- Yeah, hold on.
- No. No.
Michael. It's been a long time.
It's nice to hear your voice.
What's going on?
I know how hard it is for you
to talk to me.
To remember.
I want you to know that
that's why I stopped calling.
I thought you stopped calling me
because you hate what I've become.
Katherine, you're going to think
I'm crazy.
I have all these photos of you in Africa...
...but...
But what?
your face is burnt.
It happened in front of my eyes.
Wait. What happened?
I think God has sent me a message.
He wants me to warn you.
If God was gonna send me a warning,
he should have done it a long time ago.
I understand why you stopped believing.
You've lost so much.
But, listen, Katherine,
the burns in the photos...
Put together, they formed a pattern.
- A pattern.
- Yes.
An ancient symbol.
I believe you're in danger.
I am not in any danger and I'm
really sorry, but I have to go now.
They formed the shape of a sickle.
An upside-down sickle.
- I'm sorry, I can't do this. I have to go.
- Please, wait.
- Bye, Michael.
- Don't hang up.
Katherine, why don't you go find Sarah?
Katherine, this is Doug Blackwell.
- Professor.
- Hi.
- I hope I'm not interrupting.
- No.
Doug has a problem
you might help with.
- Could Doug explain on the way to class?
- Sure.
- Thank you.
- All right, buddy.
You've got three bike paths
and a quad to make your case.
Well, I'll try.
I'm from a place called Haven. A few miles
past Fausse Pointe in the bayou?
Sounds nice.
Yeah. Up until three days ago, yeah.
Some of the fellas were out fishing
on the river.
Water kind of went red on them.
Dark red.
- Like blood.
- That's what it looked like.
Still does, in fact.
And nobody knows what's causing it?
They put me in charge of finding out.
Kind of makes me the town brainiac.
Well, when I'm called in,
there's usually a religious angle.
Well, that's why I'm here.
Some of the folks in town are worried
that this is a sort of plague.
As in Old Testament plague?
As in God, Moses, the whole deal.
more plagues on the way.
Heard a lot of Exodus
the last couple of days.
I could give 100 reasons
why your river's turned red.
Great. All I need is one.
Call TV stations. They'll round up 10
scientists begging to solve your problem.
No. Thank you.
Our town's the best secret
in the Bible belt.
I'm not interested
- I'm sorry. I wish that I could help...
- Professor.
They're blaming it on a little girl.
She found her brother dead on the river
the day it turned red.
Have they considered
the thing in the river?
They think she turned
the water into blood.
Girl's only 12 years old, Miss Winter.
Morning.
Did you sleep last night?
Yeah. Where are we?
Far enough that all I'm getting is this guy.
Jesus is the food on your table
and the gas in your car.
He is the beer in your bottle
and the bullets in your gun.
- You gonna be all right with this?
- I grew up in a place like this.
Every bump in the night's
a devil at the door.
Turn on the light, speak in a soft voice,
and they'll come right around.
Yeah, I meant because of the girl.
I'll be fine.
Thanks for asking, though.
Hi.
Yeah. Still no service?
All he wrote down
was 17 miles to the turnoff.
I'd rather talk to you anyway, over.
Well, ain't that sweet?
Copy.
Well, we're deep in it now.
I think it's kind of cute.
Sort of.
Hi. You must be the folks
from the college.
I'm Isabelle. They told me y'all would
start showing up right on about now.
All right, well, come on, then.
Let's park this thing out of the sun.
I kind of have the catbird seat
from over there inside the store.
- Don't thank me.
You are doing us a big old favor.
I tell you, this town
ain't seen nothing like this.
The McConnell boy, then the river.
Well, we all swim in it. Hank.
Look, he's my eldest.
That's him over there with his daddy.
Hey, baby.
- Hey, how you doing?
- Fine.
He just bought himself a Ski-Doo.
Hadn't even got it wet yet.
- How y'all doing?
- Good.
Don't y'all just love that sound?
- What is that it's made of?
- Fulgurite.
It's what happens to sand
when lightning strikes the ground.
You all must get a lot of lightning.
Most in three parishes.
We've been selling chimes all over.
Soon there'll be a piece
of Haven everywhere.
You know, we're even thinking website.
Hey, Janet. How you holding up?
Hey, pud.
Hey, little man.
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