Valley of Ditches

Are you afraid of dying?

- What?

- Do you wonder what happens?

- Not really.

That's a long ways from now.

What would I be afraid of?

- And?

- And what?

- What do you

think happens?

- I don't know.

Something better than this.

- An afterlife.

- Yeah.

What?

- I've never

been to church.

- Well what do you

think happens?

- What if nothing else happens?

What if it all just goes away?

Every touch.

Every kiss.

Every argument and apology.

What if none of it

exists when...

When there's nobody left

to remember it?

- Nobody knows.

It's something

much bigger than us.

- Okay.

Sh*t.

- And your path became clear.

I just wish you could understand

what I'm trying to do for you.

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Sorry, I'm sorry.

Sorry.

Sorry.

- You will.

You will.

But your obedience

is not optional.

Thine is the kingdom.

And the power

and glory of yours.

Now and forever.

Fear not,

that which can harm the body

but cannot kill the soul.

Rather fear that which

is able to kill

both the body and soul,

in hell.

- Why?

Why are you doing this?

- I had a brother.

Guess I wasn't particularly

fond of him.

One day we were hiking in

the bluffs above the ocean,

and at the highest point

he paused to look out.

No one was there to see it.

To see me,

shove him over the edge.

You know what that felt like?

Nothing.

I killed my brother,

and it felt so,

right.

And that terrified me.

I needed to know why god

would make something like that

feel so natural.

- I don't understand.

- In the old testament,

there's a general by

the name of jehoram.

He set out with an army

to completely exterminate

the moab people,

living in the desert.

In his haste he didn't

bring enough water

so jehoram, hellbent on

the mass murder of his enemies,

turns to the lord,

who surprisingly responds.

He tells him

and his army to dig.

Fill the valley with holes

and ditches.

Offer a sacrifice and god

will fill these ditches

with what they needed.

Because the truth was,

god has a need for them.

- You told him you'd let me go.

- I told him you would be saved!

Just as he was saved.

Just as god saves.

He gave you his gifts

for a reason,

and that reason was not sin.

- We didn't do anything--

- I killed my brother.

It was sin, I accept that.

I used god's gifts

for selfish reasons.

And now, I teach the lessons

that most men,

they don't have the stomach for.

You can't change who you are.

You can only change

what you do with it.

It's time for your confession.

- No!

Please!

Wait.

I'll confess.

I'll do anything,

just tell me what it is.

- It's simple.

You tell me your sins.

How you abused the gifts

he gave you,

and then you pay your penance.

- Please.

Don't hurt me.

Please.

I'll do anything for you.

For god.

Please.

Please.

- Thank you.

For showing me what

a whore you've become.

- What do you want

from me!

No!

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

So sorry.

- After all he did

just to give you

a few more minutes of life.

He understood his faults.

He felt remorse,

for the twisted life

that he was leading.

Clearly,

it was you.

Feeding him the apple.

You were the temptation

all along.

Fill this valley with ditches,

and so his tired and

thirsty men began to dig,

and toiled and struggled,

until they could do no more.

They had done their part.

The next morning they

offered a living sacrifice.

- Help me.

- And there was no rain

or clouds or thunder,

but the lord filled

those ditches

with the water that they needed,

and that same day they

purged the moab people

in a violent sea of blood,

and used violence,

for a higher purpose.

God's purpose.

- I don't know what I did wrong.

Please, I don't know what I did!

Please, please don't do this!

Don't do this!

- You're just,

this poor,

lost girl.

Come here.

I understand.

You just needed him

to be stronger.

But he used you,

for sin.

Do I kill you now?

Deliver you to evil?

I think,

that you need

a true burden to bear.

- Please, please!

Please don't do this!

I don't know what I did!

Please.

I'm sorry, I'll do anything.

Thank you.

Thank you.

- And your struggle

will bring you closer.

You,

have sinned.

In your thoughts.

In your actions.

In what you've done and

what you've failed to do.

Remember that.

Pray for forgiveness.

And,

pray for a quick end.

Of your mortal binds.

- What are you doing?

Stop!

- Jehoram's army filled

his valley in a day.

How long do you think

it'll take one man,

to do the same?

- Are you nervous?

Why would I be nervous?

- My family

is going to love you.

- My father told me he loved me.

- He was wrong.

You're going to

your real family now.

And you're gonna see what

life is supposed to be like.

- He's the only family

I've known.

- You're better than him.

- I'm half of him.

- No.

You're none of him.

You're only you.

- F***!

What the f*** now?

- Dammit, where are you girl?

Emilia!

I'll find you!

Where the f*** have you been?

I told you to stay in the house.

- Hey.

I could really use

your help right now.

It's so cold.

How am I supposed to do

this without you?

I was the weak one, me.

I'm so scared.

Please help me.

Michael?

What is this?

What is this?

Michael!

- We can go.

We can drive all the way--

- stop it.

Stop it!

Stop it!

Stop it!

Shut up!

Shut up, shut up, shut up!

- I'm sorry honey.

I'm sorry I couldn't...

- Go away.

- I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- Please.

Go away.

Go away.

- Sorry.

I'm sorry honey, I'm sorry.

- Yes, I promise I'm fine.

Bye.

- Emilia.

Emilia, why are you being

so quiet in there?

- Yes, I promise I'm coming in.

I promise.

Please I need to go.

- Hello?

Who's there?

Who the f*** is talking

on my phone?

Who the f*** is this?

Answer me!

- It's Michael sir.

I was just talking with Emilia.

- Who the f*** are you?

F*** you!

I said,

no phone calls.

And no

boys.

- I'm sorry!

Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, sh*t.

Go.

Go away.

Please!

Please.

Please.

Please.

Go away!

I said go the f*** away!

Go away!

Go!

F*** you!

Go!

F*** you!

F*** you!

Go!

F*** you go!

F*** you!

- No.

No, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no, no.

I told you,

your penance is to keep quiet!

Okay.

Okay.

You know what?

Look at me.

Look at me!

Let me explain this to you

in a way that

you will understand.

Do you see her?

Do you,

see,

her?

She's next.

But she can be saved.

If you keep quiet,

and pay your penance,

like a good true believer.

Then she can be saved.

But if not,

then I guess you two will

just have to trade places.

And you will get to watch.

That's better.

- We can drive

all the way to California.

I'm sorry honey.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

- Stop it, stop it.

I've gotta get out of here.

F***.

No good.

God.

Oh my god.

- How are you

still such a good person?

- I'm not.

- After everything.

There's nothing bitter

or angry in those eyes.

How?

- I am those things.

I'm all of it.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, hey come here, no.

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