Mrs. Mueller, I'm sorry to disturb you.
What brings you this time?
Well, it's about
what happened earlier.
Terrible thing that boy died.
I spoke with the other
two children involved.
Some people find comfort
in what I have to say.
- I hope it's not a bother.
- We don't need your help, thank you.
Please, Mrs. Mueller, I would love to speak
with your son just for a moment.
You're not a detective.
- I...
- It's okay, Mom.
Uh...
Robbie, can you tell me what happened?
Come on.
Well, look what we have here.
They attacked me.
Attacked you?
Leave him alone!
So, for no reason they struck first?
Ask Heather, she saw what happened.
What are you gonna do about it?
I did ask Heather.
She wasn't too sure what she saw.
Well, then why did you come to me?
I thought maybe that
you could give me some answers.
I can't.
Did you
feel that the boy deserved to die?
Don't put words in my son's mouth.
They attacked you,
you had to defend yourself
and somehow, this boy
accidentally choked to death?
- He answered your question.
- I didn't touch him.
- Did you wish him to die?
- Mom?
- Do you fear the Lord, Robbie?
- Mom.
I think you should leave right now.
It was nice speaking with you, Robbie.
Thank you, Mrs. Mueller.
Come on, Laura. Pick up.
Heather!
Breakfast!
I can't, I'm late.
But you gotta eat, babe.
That looks like a recipe for heart disease.
I'll grab a coffee on the way to school.
What, and coffee's good for ya?
Be careful out there, babe.
Do you know what she put as her status?
- Complicated.
- Seriously?
- They're on the outs.
- Well, it's a matter of opinion.
Oh!
That must be the new kid.
He's kinda hot, in a creepy sort of way.
HEATHER; Hey, I know him.
I wouldn't kick him out of bed.
Cindy! That's Robbie Mueller.
Explain.
I went to middle school with him.
Hmm.
Well, apparently he hasn't forgotten.
How well did you two
know each other'?
Not so much, we were 12.
On.
Well, he's definitely
got the hots for somebody.
- Don't think Greg will like it.
- Greg?
Please. What we have
of a relationship is totally one-sided.
If you can even call it a relationship.
I like how he's grown.
Radio astronomer Frank Drake
developed what is known as
the Drake equation,
so that he could estimate
the number of planets
harboring intelligent life in the galaxy.
A rigorous estimate using the Drake
equation was implemented in 2001,
taking into consideration
the number of planets
in what is called the habitable zone.
Now, the habitable zone
is an area around the star
where water is in liquid form,
temperature is ideal,
making photosynthesis...
Possible. Right?
Well, the results showed
that hundreds of thousands
of these life-bearing planets,
statistically, at least...
- Should exist. Greg?
- Yo.
What else does the Drake equation suggest?
Uh.
Let's see here.
Not sure about that Drake dude, but
the scientist Bend Over,
now, he made a huge discovery.
Thanks to him we can see Uranus.
Oh, you're an original.
I never heard that one before.
Hey, man, if you're gonna
disrupt the class, just leave.
Go.
- Hey, you know where to go.
- Ooh!
Class, this is why it's so important
to keep up with the assigned readings.
Heather?
Uh.
Yeah?
Answer the question.
I'm sorry, could you repeat it?
Daydreaming isn't part
of the curriculum here, Heather.
YES, sir.
It also suggested that
a habitable planet, like Earth,
should exist just a few hundred
light years away.
Very good. And, and...
If that's so,
then whatever extraterrestrial civilization
that might have evolved beyond us,
possibly by millions of years,
could be dropping in for a little visit.
Oh.
Been a while.
Yes, it has.
All grown up.
It happens.
Heather?
What are you doing?
Gotta go.
- Hi.
- Hi there.
Oh, my gosh.
It's okay. I don't think they'll notice.
Uh, freak alert. Is he following you?
- Well, don't look.
- No, this is bullshit. Hey!
Are you following us?
I live over there.
You moved back to my neighborhood?
For now.
- Where's your truck'?
- At home.
So, what are you doing then?
You're so obvious.
Well, next time you wanna stalk us,
maybe, give us a warning.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
How's the food?
Bland.
Huh, it used to be your favorite.
Yeah, when I was a little girl.
You're still my little girl.
It used to be your mum's
favorite place, here.
Dad.
- Sorry.
- It's all right, babe.
It's just it hasn't even been a year yet.
Why don't we catch a movie?
Eh? Change of scenery.
Get out of here.
What's playing?
Well, who cares?
We'll soon find out when we get there.
- Yeah, let's do it.
- Yeah?
Guess not.
Elliot.
So, Heather, is it a yes or a no?
Must we go over this for
the zillionth time?
Look, I gotta know if you're
coming with me to homecoming or not.
I've got a lot of options, you know'?
Really?
Well, if you're gonna give me
the cold shoulder...
So, why don't you go explore
some of those other options?
Well.
I mean, I asked you first.
It ain't the bar exam, quit playing games.
Here's a game for you,
it's called 'get a clue, not interested'.
- Find something funny there, bud?
- Greg!
Let's just clear the air here, okay?
Correct me if I'm wrong.
But, you started satisfying yourself
at age five?
What is this freak talking about?
Dad's porn movies,
- internet sites...
- Fuck you.
I don't think so.
Ooh!
What the fuck's wrong with that guy?
Shut up.
That guy is so fucking weird.
- You're weird.
- Jesus.
Such a pussy.
Hey.
Sorry about that.
It's fine.
He's the one going to homecoming alone.
You really wanna piss him off, go with me.
Trying to make me jealous?
Jealous?
In what way?
I'm not through with you.
I'm the one for you, okay?
Don't get me in trouble here.
Get off me.
You know what I'm capable of.
You heard her.
Oh!
Get up. Get up!
That's what I thought, you loser.
Bigger pussy than I thought.
Ah!
Excuse me, what's going on here?
Quick, somebody gel help.
Don't just stand there!
Somebody go get help.
It's gonna be okay.
Let's go.
There you are, babe.
I've just started up the barbeque.
I'm just heading out, Dad.
Oh, I thought we was
gonna have a barbeque together.
Out where'?
Dad, you don't have to worry about me.
I'm not a little girl anymore.
Dad, you know what I mean.
Yeah, babe. You know,
me and you have to stick together.
I miss Mom, too.
But I don't wanna stay cooped up
in this house, feeling sorry all the time.
Should I be concerned?
Oh, with the wine?
Absolutely not. I always have
a glass of wine when I'm barbequing.
Come on, babe.
Can't you stay a little while?
I've got the barbeque on, come on!
- Come on, we'll work this out.
- Okay.
Good girl. Can you get the plates then,
and I'll get the steak on.
- Okay.
- How are we going for this, rare?
Medium rare.
Medium rare.
He's always asking me out.
Well, can you blame him, babe?
You're a locker.
You've got your mum's eyes,
your mum's smile...
Okay, enough.
You know, the moment
I set eyes on her, I fell in love with her.
It took me a while though.
Got her to go for a walk with me.
She told me flat out, there and then,
that she wasn't interested.
And then for some bizarre reason, we ended
up doing this trip out here to the States.
Got together.
Stayed here, and never went back to the UK.
Two years later, you were born.
Suppose I'm persistent.
I admire that in you.
And you make the world's best
corn on the cob.
Huh, you're only saying that
'cause it's mum's recipe.
You know, babe,
why don't you just tell him how you feel?
It's kinda tough.
Why?
Bad timing.
I don't want him to think
it's some sympathy thing.
Why would he think that?
He's in the hospital.
For what?
It was stupid.
He got into a fight with Robbie Mueller.
Robbie Mueller?
How do I know that name?
Remember when that boy choked to death
five years ago?
Yeah.
Robbie's the one that got the blame.
He moved away.
So he's back now and he's at your school?
Just started.
Today, Greg got into a fight with Robbie.
It was my fault, really.
So, you've got the boys
fighting over my princess, have ya?
I don't wanna talk about it, okay?
Okay, babe.
This Robbie Mueller,
does he get into a lot of fights, babe?
I don't know.
You said you used to fight a lot.
Can I be excused?
I should call Greg.
Of course, babe.
Do what you gotta do.
Will you just listen
for a second, please?
Greg. Greg, just listen to me.
You're not giving me a chance to explain.
You gotta understand...
No, that's not what happened.
No, but you don't understand. Robbie...
No!
Seriously? No, that's not what happened.
If you would just listen...
No, no, that's such shit!
No, Robbie didn't...
Greg, please listen.
Fuck you.
- You okay, love?
- Please just leave me alone.
I'm trying to go to sleep.
Do you wanna talk?
Dad, please.
Hey!
- You're back.
- That was interesting,
what you said in class the other day
about life on other planets.
Look around.
Bible says we're the
center of the universe.
If this is the center,
it must be a sick joke.
Right?
Sorry about what happened in the hallway.
Only person who's sorry is Greg.
I thought about you over the years.
Really?
You were the only friend I had.
There must've been some girls
after you at the other school.
No.
Not interested.
Not interested in some
rich fathers daughter?
Not interested in their snotty, uptight,
God's gift to the universe attitude.
Not everybody is as down to Earth as you.
Or as pretty.
Can I ask you something?
What do you think happened in the hallway?
Hell, if I know.
He must've choked on something and then
tossed himself on the lockers to dislodge it.
Some people saw you touch him.
That's bullshit.
It was just like that day after school
five years ago.
Coincidence?
Both times I didn't touch anyone.
What are you getting at, Heather?
Just curious.
Just watch out for him, okay?
He's dangerous, he only
wants in your pants.
And how do you know that?
Pretty obvious, isn't it?
See ya.
Hey!
You never answered my question.
What question?
Homecoming?
Hope I'm not interrupting anything.
Timing is impeccable, as always.
See you later.
Yeah.
See you later.
Do you wanna fill me in?
Hey, gorgeous, you need a lift?
Come on, Heather,
I'm in a lot of pain here.
Serves you right.
Gimme a break,
you called me when I was sleeping.
I just wanted to see how you were doing.
I was concerned, okay?
I'm sorry.
You called me at a bad time,
I wasn't sleeping so good.
No one's ever been that rude to me before.
Look, I've been a total jerk.
I know that.
Let me make it up to you.
Don't think so.
If you called last night,
that means you cared.
I changed my mind.
Then let me change it again.
I'm sorry. I don't know how many
times you want me to tell you that.
I'm going to the river.
Come hang with me, we'll talk. That's all.
Please?
I just... I'm really sorry and...
I need to talk to you.
- Stop it. I said "Stop"!
- Oh.
You are looking so sexy.
Heather, I'm crazy about you.
You don't even know me, okay?
Look.
I've got something to tell you.
Yeah, yeah. So do I.
Lighten up.
Come on, it won't kill you.
I don't know.
Don't be lame, come on.
Ah!
You're so hot right now.
My hands have a mind of their own
when I'm with you.
Yeah, well, keep 'em to yourself.
I'll see what I can do.
You must think
I'm a total fucktard, don't you?
Greg.
I just wanna be your friend.
Don't take it personally.
That's harsh.
What was that?
What?
I just saw something.
Been some crazy shit
going on with me lately.
I didn't tell what happened
in the hospital,
but I think someone's been following me.
What?
Yeah.
Now, don't worry. It's a...
It's just the medication they're giving me.
You know, all the headaches.
Look, we're being paranoid, all right?
Let's just, uh...
We'll stop smoking and we'll calm down.
Just relax, baby.
- I am not your baby.
- Just come here.
- Greg, stop!
- Hey.
You don't even know
what you're missing, come on.
You'll be missing something
if you don't get off me.
- Greg!
- I'll get off, all right.
- Stop it.
- Come here.
Whoa!
Stupid son of a bitch.
Stay away from me, asshole.
Get back here!
That's my fucking car!
Fucking bitch.
You? What the hell are you doing out here?
Stay the fuck away from her.
You're gonna pay for that, Mueller.
Piece of shit!
Argh!
No!
Uh, yeah.
John, you're never
gonna believe this.
- What you got?
- Oh, you gotta see it to believe it.
Fucking shit storm in here.
- Was it a drunk farmer?
- Ha! Normally I'd say, "Yeah."
A guy got wasted, hopped the tractor,
ran it over his buddy.
Thing is, check it out.
This tractor, it's got no guts.
No points, no plugs.
John, it's got no fucking engine.
- So, how has it got so far up the track?
- You tell me.
Maybe it spread its wings and flew.
Gets worse.
We found a bag.
It belongs to Greg Forsythe.
- Didn't he go to school with Heather?
- Yeah, John, he did.
We also found Heather's wallet.
Where?
Up the fire road.
Baby' it's me.
Listen, don't talk, don't say anything.
There's been an emergency.
I need you to get home straight away.
Yeah, okay.
I'll call ya!
Honey.
I don't want any lectures.
It's Greg's car, I'll deal with it.
Please, darling.
Just hear me out, could you?
We found Greg this morning.
He's dead.
What?
When?
I don't know, just...
Sometime early, in the early hours.
Listen, I need to ask you some questions.
Do you think you're up for it, babe?
Good girl.
Did you go out
to the wheat field with him last night?
Did you tell anybody
you were going out there?
Did anybody know you was with him?
What time did you leave him?
I left him around 12:30.
And did you straight to Cindy's?
Yes.
What happened to him?
We just don't know at the moment.
We're investigating it now.
Babe, I just need you to stay here for us.
You know, I'm going to
find out who did this.
Let us do the investigation, okay?
And I'll tell you everything we know.
I'm sorry, sweetheart.
I'm sorry.
It depends on what we ask,
but what Samuels was really talking about
is fate.
The Copernican principle states
that Earth may not have this
unique position in the universe.
That life may have evolved independently
throughout many places in the universe.
Which may suggest why
since the mid-20th century,
there's been an ongoing search for those
other potential extra-solar planets.
Hey! Hey! What did you do?
I asked you what you did.
You answer me right now.
You fucking answer me, right now.
- You're a fucking coward, Robbie!
- Hey, hey!
Stay away from Heather!
Cindy!
Heather?
Babe?
Babe?
Shit!
Stargazer lilies.
Beautiful flowers.
They die without sunlight.
I heard.
I didn't think I'd see you here.
I didn't wanna be home.
You okay?
He was a jerk.
- But...
- He's in a better place now.
It all happened so fast.
He was here,
and now he's gone.
We'll all be someday.
With death comes life.
Like these lilies.
They wither away in the winter months,
but like clockwork,
once the spring comes,
they pop open
and they show all their beauty.
Your fathers not around anymore, is he?
No.
I thought I remembered you
saying something like that.
Hmm.
Happened a long time ago.
Did you know my mom died last year?
I heard.
I don't know how to deal with this.
How's your dad?
Fucked.
He drinks, he works too much.
I mean, he worked too much before.
That's why Mom felt alone.
Made her depressed.
Now were all depressed.
I shouldn't be telling you this.
I wanna help.
Why?
Because I care.
We haven't seen each other in five years.
Yeah, well, my feelings never changed.
I'm a different person, Robbie.
So am I.
You have no idea what I've become.
It's all gonna be all right.
Okay?
Hey, babe.
I was calling you, why didn't you pick up?
I was busy.
Can you just give me some space?
Well, where did you go?
- Where did you go?
- None of your business.
Hey, while you live under this roof,
I think it is my business.
School. I went to school.
But I thought I told you
you didn't have to go.
I wanted to.
My life. My decision.
I just need to be alone, okay?
Uh, no, it's not okay.
'Cause when I give you your freedom,
you nearly go and get yourself killed.
No wonder Mom was always angry at you.
You take that back.
You don't know what you're talking about.
Then don't talk about Greg.
It's the same thing.
I'm gonna get to the bottom of this.
It doesn't bring him back.
Just like Mom could never come back.
Can we not talk about this?
I just want to go to sleep.
Well, what do you know about this kid?
Who?
Robbie.
He has nothing to do with this!
Good night!
Sorry to bother you, ma'am.
Is Robbie in?
What did he do this time?
We're not sure.
I just need to ask him some questions.
We're so tired of answering
your goddamn questions.
Ma'am,
it's in his best interest.
He's at the library.
I'm not sorry about it.
Sorry about what?
He was a class-A jerk.
You know he had it out for Heather, right?
Truth hurts, Detective Elliot.
I'm impressed you remember who I am.
See, the thing is, Robbie,
word on the street is that
you and Greg had a row in the hallway
the day before he died.
Row?
Never raised a hand.
Ask anyone who was there.
Maybe, ask your daughter.
But it's irrelevant.
- What does that mean?
- Well, he's been reduced to manure.
Plant fertilizer.
Finally being put 10 good use.
That's a bit harsh, isn't it?
The world is a harsh place.
Excuse me.
What book are you looking for?
Medieval Methods of Torture.
It's for a history book report.
You're into that stuff, are you?
- Isn't everyone?
- I don't know, you tell me.
You're the detective.
Does this stuff give you ideas?
When I do something to a person
it's intentional.
Recommended reading for you,
Detective Elliot.
Oh, Robbie?
A little word of advice.
Stay away from my little girl.
We all done here, Detective?
Yeah, for now.
Someone there?
You following me?
Can I help you with something? Hey!
Hey.
What's the matter?
I think we should keep our distance.
What's up?
Last night, your dad questioned me
like I was a suspect in Greg's murder.
- Are you serious?
- The guy's a dick.
So what?
You didn't do anything.
He also said that I should
stay away from you.
You can't listen to him, Robbie.
Father.
Do I know you?
We've met before.
Henry?
I came to your home five years ago.
I spoke with your daughter about the
incident with the boy who choked to death.
Yeah, I remember.
Now, you're investigating a similar case
with one of the boys who was involved.
It's not an accident.
It never has been.
How do you know'?
It's a long story.
Well, I don't deal in stories, Father.
I deal in facts.
I know what you expect.
If you want to speak, call me.
Yeah, this is Elliot.
Could you run a background check
on somebody for me?
Milotsy.
Henry Milotsy.
We should get shitfaced.
I don't know.
I've never been to a funeral before.
It sucks.
Are his folks even having a funeral?
- I don't think so.
- Why not?
I wouldn't want to be reminded.
We need to get out of here. Blow off
the rest of the day, go to the quarry.
Get a bonfire going. Who's in?
What's wrong with that?
Look who's back.
That kid's bipolar, man.
He's a fucking freak. Come on, let's go.
My brother can get us booze. Let's go.
Would you just knock it off with him?
- Flem, thanks for coming.
- No problem.
- So, I did some looking into Mueller for you.
- And?
And nothing.
Seems to be your average,
everyday fucked up kid, John.
Usual shit.
Doesn't mean he plowed into that boy.
No, but you gotta admit,
he's a person of interest.
Person of interest, that's funny.
You're watching one too many
of those CSI shows.
How's Heather holding up through all this?
- She's all right, I think, you know.
- Yeah.
- She's a tough cookie like her mum.
- That's good.
She's gonna have to be.
John, they're throwing
her name around as a suspect.
I know.
Don't worry about it, okay.
I got it covered.
No one wants to put her
through the ringer, especially me.
- Thanks, man.
- Yeah.
What about the priest?
Did you find anything out?
Dick squat.
If I hear anything, I'll let you know.
- Good man.
- Yeah.
Well, I got 10 go meet Heather
for some food, so...
- You do that.
- Thanks, I appreciate it.
You know I appreciate it.
Business?
No, just a friend coming in.
I don't wanna see anybody.
You don't have to, darling.
Look, this won't take a minute.
Just finish your food up, okay?
Glad you called.
Where can I spread out?
Anywhere here. It's private.
John, do you believe in God?
I don't want to answer that right now.
Fair enough.
Assuming that you do believe in God, that
generally means that you believe in the devil.
There is a good and an evil.
Now these books explain this.
Get 10 the point, Father.
That is the point.
This, what's been happening,
it all involves history.
Everything that's been going on around us
has all been foretold.
Somehow you're going to bring
all this around to Robbie Mueller?
Don't you see this has
everything to do with Robbie Mueller?
Here, look.
"A child will be born
with the way of the wicked."
Look, the same year
that Robbie was born. Here.
It's here.
Look.
"The child with the wicked soul will rise."
This was written in the Middle Ages.
The same exact account,
the same year Robbie was born.
Listen, listen to this.
"The demon will swallow
the breath of others."
Same exact way that Robbie swallowed
the breath of the boy five years ago.
It doesn't have Robbie's
name printed there.
It doesn't have to have his name.
I know it's him.
I've been following him for years.
Did you know Robbie's mother was raped?
That's how she became pregnant.
Robbie never knew his real father and then
suddenly his stepfather
dies of a heart attack.
And this is some sort of a cult to you?
There are signs everywhere.
I admit, if you look at one particular
incident it doesn't make any sense,
but if you step back
and look at the whole picture
you can't possibly deny
that there is something going on here.
Robbie is a disturbed boy.
He's a violent outcast
destined to bring turmoil to the planet.
You don't believe me?
- See for yourself.
- What's this?
The pieces of the puzzle, all the
answers you're looking for are in here.
Are you trying to tell me
he's some kind of an omen kid?
It's hard to explain exactly what he is.
This all sounds crazy.
I mean, if I go back to the station
and tell the guys I'm gonna
arrest an Antichrist,
they're gonna think I'm nuts!
Just open the books.
Let the truth reveal itself.
Listen, time is not on our side.
He knows that we're coming for him.
You'd better be right about this.
- Read the books.
- All right.
Come on!
You know
Greg was Matt's best friend.
It wasn't the same for Greg.
Matt visited him in the hospital, you know.
When he got there he said that Greg was
screaming about things in his head.
What kind of things?
I didn't ask.
I think it was a tumor or something.
Maybe that's why he was acting so weird.
We had an argument
when he was in the hospital.
Hey, brain shit will fuck you up.
Matt, um...
Tell Heather what you said about Greg.
I don't want to talk about it.
When Matt went to visit Greg...
You said that he was screaming.
Screaming about what?
He said he could hear these voices.
He called them otherworldly voices.
And then, he started seeing things.
Something like a demonic being with wings.
But it had a human form too.
I don't think he was making it up,
the guy was pretty freaked.
Well, he didn't seem strange
to me after he left the hospital.
That's 'cause the meds evened him out.
You were with him last.
Did you notice anything about him?
Did he say anything?
No.
- This is Henry.
- Yeah, Father.
John Elliot.
Look, we have no proof this is real
or that he's the one.
Listen to me, you have to draw him out.
He will reveal himself.
And then what?
You know very well what has to be done.
Taking into consideration the
number of planets in the habitable zone.
Now, the habitable zone
is an area around the star...
If that is so, then whatever
extra-terrestrial civilization
that might have evolved beyond us, possibly
by millions of years, should exist.
- See you later.
- See you.
- Give it a break, guys.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Did we say you could speak?
You freak!
We know you know something
about Greg's death.
So, spill it.
What's the big mystery?
What, you think this is funny?
Yeah.
Get up! Get the fuck up!
Not so funny now, is it? Not so funny...
I knew it was you.
Back the fuck up. Stay the fuck
away from me, you fucking freak.
Stay the fuck back.
Back the fuck up! Fuck off!
Back the fuck off, man.
Please, give me one more chance.
Ahhh! My eyes!
What the hell is going on in here?
What did you do to these boys?
Just need to have
a few words with you, Robbie.
The cop and the priest.
You two should have your own sitcom.
I think you know why we're here.
- Spying on me?
- No, not spying.
- Just waiting.
- For?
I was bullied, remember?
I thought you were supposed to be
after the bullies,
not the victims.
Why are you always involved?
Must have a target painted on my face.
Ha! Let's cut the crap, shall we?
What's this clown here for?
To give me the Sunday school sermon?
- Not this time.
- What?
No bullshit about hope
and faith, Father?
Hope and faith, you tell me.
I probably have the same
faith as John here.
Isn't that right?
We'll be asking the
questions here, wise guy.
Do you have faith, John?
We've both lost loved ones.
How would your daughter feel
if she had no father and she was all alone?
- That's it.
- John.
- I know about you.
- You do?
What do you know about this kid's death?
Nothing!
I don't know shit about it, so fuck off!
- John, John, John, don't.
- You fucking little prick.
- Do it.
- Don't!
- Go on, do it.
- Don't. Let him go.
Good seeing you, Father.
How are we going to know
when he shows himself?
Trust me, you'll know.
I mean, I'm not being
disrespectful here, Father,
but can you just show me
some kind of proof?
'Cause I'm having my doubts.
I wish it were that simple.
We're dealing with a diabolical mind.
It's evil in a vacuum.
What do you want now'?
My friends are jerks.
Don't judge me by them.
So is your father.
He tries hard, but I know
he can be an ass sometimes.
That's what I said.
I'm agreeing with you.
So?
What are you doing tonight?
I thought you were supposed to
stay away from me.
That's why I'm asking.
Matt and Brian
are no different from Greg.
They don't like me.
It's what their...
Inner voice tells them.
How do you know that?
Call it a sixth sense.
So what are you, clairvoyant?
Maybe.
Be careful.
I can hear your inner voice.
Oh, yeah?
What's it saying?
That you want tonight's special.
The handmade eggplant ravioli.
Nice try. I always get the linguini.
Yeah. You do.
When you're here with him.
But you're sick of that.
- How'd you know?
- Wild guess.
So,
what am I thinking now?
You're wondering how I'm
gonna pay for this.
- Can you please be serious?
- Mmm-hmm!
- Ever hear of dine and dash?
- Yeah, I do it all the time.
No.
Really?
What am I thinking?
Tell me.
Okay.
You're thinking about me.
And how no matter how hard you try,
you can't seem to keep away.
Am I close?
You're a freak.
What is it about me?
Why am I so lucky?
I'm the lucky one.
You found me again.
It sucked when we moved.
I didn't want to leave,
but we were getting so much shit
from everyone that we had to.
I had no idea.
My mom would get prank calls.
People said I had to pay for what I did.
That priest turned
all our neighbors against us.
I hate them.
It's different now.
No, it's the same.
The world is black and white.
But,
with you,
I see color.
That sounds like a line from a movie.
Probably is.
You have a hard time
trusting people, don't you?
You can trust me.
What makes you so different?
We get each other.
What's going on here?
Dad!
You stay out of this, Heather!
You get away from her, now.
You've got five seconds to disappear, pal!
Five...
See you later.
- Four!
- Dad!
Hey.
You stay away from her.
You come within 25 yards of her
and I'm gonna come down on you
like a ton of bricks.
- No!
- You understand?
Now get out!
Are you out of your mind?
I'm investigating him
over the killing your boyfriend.
Did you have to threaten him?
He didn't do it!
I hate you. Go 10 hell.
Don't you ever bring him around here again!
Heather!
Heather!
Jesus Christ, John.
- What are you doing?
- Well, I'm just following my instinct.
Instincts don't make arrests, John.
Is this 'cause Heather ran out on you?
It's got nothing to do with her.
I think you should fuck the work,
take a break.
Go somewhere else, travel.
Do something for a while.
Maybe start fixing
your relationship with your daughter.
It's too late for that, Flem.
Well, you better do something,
'cause I can't keep covering for you, man.
I'm not asking you to.
You gotta stop
feeling sorry for yourself, brother.
All right, listen.
I nail this case, I get this kid.
Then I'll have a break after that.
John!
God damn it, man! The kid's innocent!
There's no witnesses, no DNA.
You got to take your head out of your ass.
Start looking somewhere else.
Oh, and by the way, your priest buddy,
he ain't a father.
Guy's been defrocked.
- What are you talking about?
- John, he's no longer a priest.
Since when?
Since five years ago.
He was booted out of the Church
for being a wacko.
Hey!
Listen to me, friend to friend?
Yeah.
Quit looking into this guy, quit
following him around, or your career...
It's gonna end up in the toilet.
I care for you, buddy. Listen to me, okay?
Hello.
What's this about you
not being a priest?
- Don't be fooled by semantics.
- Are you a priest or not?
Did the Church kick you out?
Doesn't matter if the Church
doesn't recognize me.
- You're crazy.
- I have information.
I figured out the dates. They line up.
The deaths all line up,
and there's going to be more tonight.
It's all crap.
You must have faith.
R's ail there.
I'm looking at the copy
of the book that I gave to you.
Two angels will be crushed
in order for the wicked to rise.
One of flesh, one of stone.
Did you see the image?
It's the same stone angel
that's in the graveyard.
The one that's near Laura's grave.
That's not a coincidence.
Heather is the second angel,
he's going to try to kill her next.
- I don't believe you.
- You have to!
You must stay close to your daughter.
Do not let her out of your sight.
- She's already gone.
- Where?
- I don't know.
- It's happening.
He already has her. Meet me here.
Time heals all wounds.
I used to hate when
people would say that to me.
It'll get better.
Even if it feels worse now.
She was my strength, Robbie.
I can't believe she's gone.
Hey.
It's okay.
I'm here.
And I'm not leaving.
Not without you.
There's a brighter future for us.
Trust me.
Oh, geez!
I've never been here
with anyone but my dad.
You don't need him anymore.
Don't answer it.
I'm not going to.
Turn it off.
Heather?
What's he doing here?
I don't know.
He could do something
crazy, let's just leave.
This is between me and your dad.
Robbie!
Heather?
Heather?
- Robbie.
- How ironic.
Had to come to this because
we both care for your daughter.
Is that so?
Mmm.
The way I hear it,
you haven't been around
for much of her life.
It's got nothing to do with you.
That's between me and Heather.
- Now, where is she?
- She left.
I didn't want her involved
in our unfinished business.
That so?
- Going to shoot me'?
- I don't know yet.
I haven't made my mind up.
Why did you kill Greg?
Was you jealous?
And don't come out
with any of your little stories.
We've got your tire marks
all over the crime scene.
That's enough!
- Put the gun down, Dad!
- Heather!
Please, please.
All right, darlin'.
Robbie!
You better put that gun down
before you get yourself in more trouble
- than you're already in.
- Oh, yeah?
I could rid you this piece
of shit, right now.
Don't! What are you doing?
Heather, I'm doing this for you!
Don't do it, Robbie.
No, Robbie!
You crazy young fool.
Are you okay, babe?
He's not what you think he is.
He's not the one.
That's Robbie Mueller.
- Hey
- Stop it!
Whoa!
It doesn't have Robbie's name printed.
It's gonna be okay.
It's gonna be okay.
All right,
so one more time for the record.
Well, we were down there
paying respects to the wife.
He came out of the trees waving a gun,
I had no choice.
You know IA is gonna wanna get involved.
Yeah.
I'll file your official
report, self-defense.
It's not gonna be easy, John.
Go clean yourself up,
you look like shit.
Flem!
Just so you know, I'm out, I'm done.
Gonna take Heather over the pond.
It's a wrap. You take care, bro.
You too.