- It wasn't your fault.
Don't listen to him, he's just superstitious.
That's a stupid thing to say to a priest
who came to perform an exorcism, huh?
That's a stupid thing to say, period.
Um, you should go now, before they come to take the body.
As far as I'm concerned, you were never here.
Not tonight at least, okay?
And I want to see you again.
Um...
Need to see you again.
- I'm sorry.
I miscalculated.
I don't know why i used that word.
Goodbye, Kayleigh.
- Colin?
I'll see you.
- Jewel?
- Kayleigh?
No!
- We made it.
- We did.
- Did you ever think that afternoon
at my parent's place that we...
- I don't know what I thought.
There was a lot to digest that day.
A lot of the things i thought before were wrong.
But...
I'm happy to be here with you, now.
- Maybe even bad things,
terrible things, happen for a reason.
I really want to believe that.
- I used to think everything happened for a reason.
- I didn't.
I don't think I ever believed that until Jewel.
Until us.
I know.
Too much deep talk for the occasion.
I'll shut up.
Happy honeymoon, my soon-to-be-famous novelist husband.
- Happy honeymoon, baby.
What's wrong?
Kayleigh?
- May I join you?
- Kayleigh?
Baby?
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
It's okay.
You're okay.
- Jewely, no.
- Bubbles!
- Now you're playing with fire,
dripping on mommy's magazine.
Look at this.
I know, I never get tired of it either.
- Here it is.
- Ugh.
Why didn't you just let me read it on the iPad this morning?
- Well, that would have been unceremonious.
- That much is true.
- Cool.
- It's a good review.
- It better be.
- Oh, you're gonna like this.
- I'm reading it too.
- Well then read faster.
Oh, what time do uh, Eddie and...
- Um, Lara.
- Laura's flight get in?
- No, not Laura.
Lara.
No u, it's hipper.
- Okay.
- Um...
2:00 P.M.
- Okay.
I'll drop Jewel over at Ariel's before my class and
I'll meet you all back here.
- Sounds good.
- Come on jewely, let's get dressed.
Give your daddy a kiss.
- Don't worry, daddy will clean up your mess.
- Say, "thank you daddy."
- People say that god is a fiction,
but a dangerous fiction at that, nowadays.
But the real danger is his obverse.
The very real father of evil, the fallen one.
In whose grasp the world is now but...
I suppose I'm preachin' to the choir.
Am I right, father hampstead?
- Um, well, yes.
- Thank you, mama.
- Um, tell me...
How long has Jewel been acting strangely?
- Since we found her in the woods with that boy.
How long ago was that, mama?
- Oh, that's hardly strange behavior for a teenage girl.
Especially Jewel.
- Well there she goes.
See father, my Kayleigh is about to graduate
from a fancy private school in New Orleans.
With a degree in philosophy.
Decidedly secular philosophy.
What is that German fella's name--
- daddy, don't start.
- You started it, darlin'.
Individualism.
Self-centeredness.
Carnality.
Now these things are the purview of Satan, plain and simple.
But, I am proud of my daughter.
She saved me a whole lot of money on school.
I can only be a good steward.
I cannot be the master of their fates.
But my secret fear of her...
Is that I would lose both my daughters to the adversary.
To damnation.
- Good god...
- May I ask, have you taken Jewel to see a doctor?
- A medical doctor?
Now why would I do that?
Her malady is spiritual.
- The church requires that the individual be evaluated
by a medical doctor or psychiatrist
before the rite can be performed.
- Hmm.
My daughter is not insane.
She is infected.
- So, kant's categorical imperative effectively states
that the only thing that gives an action moral worth,
moral value, is not its outcome, but the motive behind it.
So for kant, the road to hell is in fact not paved
with good intentions, because intention is everything.
Okay, that's all for today.
- So the money they gave me for the next movie
is absolutely fuckin' outrageous.
I mean to be honest, it's pretty terrifying.
I mean...
Does one hit movie really justify $80 million dollars?
I mean, is that really rational?
No it's not.
Alea iacta est, right?
The die is cast.
I bet that takes you back, eh?
- Hey, you've made other good films, commercials.
It was time.
- Yeah but, not "torrent"--
- jeez, Eddie.
Jackass.
- Sorry babe, sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry
sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry. - Yep.
- Um, yeah, but not like 'torrent".
That's a great title.
And that was yours, that was your novel.
And I owe you, buddy.
Give me a kiss, you righteous bastard.
- I was just source material.
I didn't even write the screenplay.
- Uh, the source material is the movie.
Story is everything.
It's the, it's the Clay, it's the carrara marble.
Despite the fact that the industry
is fixated with spectacle,
it all comes back to story.
The character is everything, dude.
And that's what you brought, the character, they're yours.
So don't play the uh, false humility card, it's unbecoming.
It was unbecoming when you were a priest.
- Hey, how soon can I take my clothes off and get in a pool?
- Uh, you do have a privacy fence, right?
Plenty of Tequila?
- Why the hell am i carrying and loading your bags?
- I don't know, 'cause I'm amazing?
- Don't start helping now.
- I want to play with you some more...
- Jewely?
Hey babe.
- You okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.
What's up?
- Can you pick up some pineapple juice and jalapeņos on the way home?
- Sure.
I'm not one to judge, but um,
what are the purple streaks about?
- She had 'em done as a uh, tribute to prince when he died.
I think it's fuckin' sexy.
- Who knew high school girls were into prince?
- Hey, fuck you, she's almost 25 now.
- Eh, that's, that's something.
- I seem to recall that there's a significant few years
between you and your much better half, you prick.
All right.
Kayleigh.
Are you ready to experience seņor Eduardo's
pineapple cilantro jalapeņo Margarita?
- Yeah, I'm coming out.
I just have to put my swimsuit on.
- Well, Lara didn't.
Just saying.
- How did I survive Ireland hanging around you all the time?
- Really?
The only reason you survived
was my mentorship in debauchery.
And a good few pints.
God loves a drunk.
- Amen.
- In fact...
I'm the reason that you two got together.
If I hadn't guided you down that rocky path
towards self-destruction, and you hadn't reached the bottom,
you'd never have found the church,
and you'd never have performed that exorcism
on her dead sister.
- Eddie...
- Sorry, was that insensitive?
I, I, I have no filter.
I, I'm the world's biggest prick, I'm so sorry.
- It's fine.
- You better go make sure Lara doesn't burn.
Sun's a lot hotter down here.
- Good idea.
- Hey...
You okay?
- Yeah, I'm gonna go get my suit on.
- Come here.
Are you okay?
- Yeah, I was just thinking about the chain of causation.
Responsibility.
Moral responsibility.
A person may appear on the surface
to be entirely responsible for a given act,
but is in fact in no way culpable and in theory,
should suffer no legal or moral repercussions as a result.
- I was responsible.
It could have gone a different way.
- Didn't you hear?
Maybe Eddie was.
Causation is a...
Precarious thing.
Get it together, Kayleigh.
- All right, so as it happened, the barman was a priest.
At this little uh, country church outside Dublin.
So these ulster jackasses, and this father...
Ah, what was his name, Mike?
- Yep. - Mike, yeah, Mike.
And we're there most nights,
and we're just getting shitfaced and talking about history
and theology and all the important stuff, right?
And at one point, Colin asks,
"so how have you managed to be a priest
"and a barman at the same time?"
It's like uh, a priest is a round-the-clock kind of job.
And he's there every single night.
And he goes--
- he says, "the pub's my real church."
"My... vocation", it was beautiful.
He said, "the church building,
that's just where I go to do my regular job."
"So many lost souls, you know?"
- Funny the two of you wound up in the
entertainment business.
It's just so surface, you know?
- I don't really see myself as being
in the entertainment business.
- Oh, piss off.
Of course you are.
Anyway, I studied art history,
which is history plus art, get it?
- And you graduated from that to car commercials
and stoner comedies.
- You know, she's pretty insightful for a high school girl.
- She's a bitchy little force of nature is what she is.
- So how did you two meet again?
- Eddie was a frequent guest
at the clinic where i used to work.
- Mmhmm.
Acupuncture, medical marijuana, and beautiful women.
What more could a man ask?
- Okay, baby.
Jewely wants to talk to her daddy.
Ariel says she's been crying ever since she got there.
- That's weird.
Excuse me, guys.
Hey sweet girl.
What's the matter?
- She's burdened.
- What?
- Kayleigh, there's something attached to her.
- Let's not do this now, yeah?
- Emmie and Marcus just landed.
- Mmhmm. - Mmm.
- Maybe you could give me a few minutes alone with her?
- I am her father.
I deserve to be here.
- I'm not concerned with what you deserve, Mr. Grant.
Only what's best for your daughter right now.
- Just listen to him, daddy.
Please?
- Look, I just need to do a brief evaluation.
It often helps if there aren't people with
personal connections in the room.
- All right.
Evaluate her.
But do not proceed further without talkin' to me.
- Yes, sir.
- I'm going to pray with your mother.
I would ask if you'd like to join us but,
I'm afraid I know the answer to that question already.
- What could praying hurt?
Jewel?
Can you hear me?
Lord, may your mercy descend upon us, upon Jewel Grant,
at this moment, her moment of greatest need.
- Have you come to save me...
Or just to play with me?
- So what's the verdict?
On the Margarita?
- It's nice.
Sweet and hot at the same time.
I like it.
- See?
I'm really becoming quite an excellent mixologist.
- Is anybody else coming in?
Kayleigh?
Come in.
- Why not?
- Woo hoo! - Uh huh!
Yes!
Hey there, naked girl. - Hello!
- Hey.
It's your wedding weekend.
- Oh girl, don't.
Now, you see I'm dressed, don't you?
Now you know better than that.
This place, it looks like a spread from
"the Southern lifestyle", uh huh.
Man, props hampsteads.
- She's gonna wear clothes at the wedding, right?
- Oh no, didn't I tell you?
Uh no, we're both gonna be naked.
The look on your face!
You're such a gullible fucker.
- Is this him?
This is some dark-ass shit.
It spoke to me.
- Thank you.
- Oh, could you go ahead and sign my copy
so we can get that awkward shit out the way?
- Sure.
- I'm Marcus, by the way.
- Colin.
- In the blessed name of our lord Jesus Christ,
through whom all things were created.
Amen.
You have evaluated our daughter, I take it?
- Uh...
Yes.
But I'd like to get a second opinion.
I have a mentor, a former teacher,
who has a great deal more experience in these matters
than I do.
- Oh.
I had thought you were an expert in your own right.
- Well, um, look it's...
It's very important for your daughter's sake that
we be sure about what's going on here.
- Hmm.
- I can come back tomorrow.
In the meantime, please, please, call a doctor.
- We will.
We'll see what we can do.
- Thank you.
- And father...
I don't want to have to take matters into my own hands.
- Please...
- Right.
Well, I uh...
I will see you tomorrow.
- The hell kind of priest is that?
- Father?
- What did he mean by that?
Taking matters into his own hands?
- My daddy can be...
Unpredictable.
- What do you mean?
- I don't know.
He and I haven't gotten along in these last years but,
I know he loves he Jewel, in his own way.
- How'd she get the welts?
The ones on her back?
- Oh she had those when I got here.
Said her body was punishing itself
for the sin of carnality.
- Self-inflicted?
- Well priests and penitents have been known
to mortify their own flesh by whipping themselves, no?
- So she did it to herself before the possession?
Or--
- do you really believe?
- In demons?
Absolutely.
- Oh no, no, it's, it's, it's,
I have it on great authority that the ancients
preferred a small penis to a large penis.
- Ooh! - That's right, it's true.
It's absolutely true.
It's uh, that's why all the Roman and the Greek statues
have men with tiny, little penises.
- Those with penises left?
- Uh, yes.
- Short and they steal-- - the christians liked
a small penis too, which is why they took 'em all away.
"Darling, look at that.
"It's a lovely little penis, let's have it."
- I, I gotta know.
Tell me about the naked thing.
When did it start?
I mean, what's it about?
- I don't know, I don't really consider myself a nudist
or a naturist or, subscribe to any sort of label.
I just really enjoy being naked.
- Me too.
- No, I reject the idea that
any sort of shame should be associated with the human body.
It's just so puritanical and damaging on so many levels.
- So, do you see yourself as
exploiting a certain societal taboo?
- No, not really.
I wouldn't put it into some sort of box like that.
It's, it's not willful, really.
I would just say that I give myself the freedom to reject
a conception of the human body and human sexuality that's,
that's steeped in this twisted idea
that the body is somehow evil.
And that sexuality is corruptive.
And that we'll all just go batshit and turn into these
psycho, sex-crazed maniacs when we see the body
in its a pure form.
Like, sex is a fact.
It's not something we should fear.
I mean, it's just a body, people.
- Bitch just like to run around with her titties out.
- Well that too, yes.
I mean hey, if it feels good and you're not hurting anyone,
why the hell not?
Life's too short.
- My little pagan baby.
I love you.
- Wise beyond her years, and yours.
How how old did you say she was again?
- See now you want to be careful,
she's gonna get onto the uh,
reincarnation chapter in a minute.
- Oh, oh. - Oh yeah, yeah.
- I'm game.
- I'd like to propose a toast, to Eddie and Lara.
Eddie, may you not fuck up my amazing friend,
or Marcus and I will kill you.
He's tougher than he looks. - Mmhmm.
This one?
No, hell, she got superpowers.
You don't need me.
- And may you both find a home,
a sanctuary, in each other.
- Well put.
To Eddie and Lara.
- Cheers!
- May I join you?
- Why is she bleeding?
Jewel! - It was suicide.
- Talk to me.
- What good does talking do?
We've tried that.
We've done so much talking.
- Take a little more time,
present your findings to the bishop.
Let him decide.
- I want to know what you think.
- I think she got under your skin.
- I don't know how much time she has left.
- You got concerns about the father.
- 80% of demoniacs have suffered abuse,
commonly sexual abuse.
Apparently the infestation was preceded by his
finding her having sex in the woods with a boy.
- A challenge to his control of her.
- Maybe.
- What about the sister?
If he abused one girl,
he most likely abused the other.
- She seems...
Surprisingly normal, grounded.
Although, she's been away for a while.
- Colin, you've been their parish priest for three years.
Did you notice anything unusual before he made that request?
- No, but, I think maybe i wasn't paying attention.
- Just make sure you're not projecting your own situation
onto this one.
- Jasper Grant is nothing like my father.
- Really?
Remember, you ran all the way to Ireland to get away?
- You're seeing her again?
- I never stopped seeing her, Colin.
Don't pretend like you haven't seen her too.
Don't act like you don't know exactly what this is.
- I thought i may have seen her, yes.
- Oh, backpedaling looks so sexy on you, Colin.
Really. - That's,
that's not what I'm doing.
Look, I'm just worried about my wife, okay?
- Oh, I am so fucking embarrassed.
- Everybody has their shit.
These people are our friends.
- I barely know three of the four of them.
All they see is some psychotic bitch they hardly know
who dove randomly screaming into the pool
with her clothes on.
I mean, what would you think?
- I'm probably the wrong person to ask.
Hey.
Look at me.
I love you.
- I love you too.
I'm just...
Tired of carrying this around.
- Carrying what around?
- Oh, it's nothing.
Um, we'll be down in a minute.
- That didn't look like nothing.
- Lara, you're very kind to come and check on Kayleigh but,
this is something that's between us.
- What do you think your sister wants from you?
I'm um, claircognizant.
I've always been able to sense what's happening
beyond the veil.
And beyond the facade that people put up to
hide their interactions with the other side.
I can't see but, I know.
I know your sister haunts you.
Maybe haunts isn't the right word.
- No, I...
Think it's pretty appropriate.
Are we expecting someone else?
- Mrs. Grant.
We weren't expecting you.
- I need to see my daughter, please.
- Come here.
How you doing?
- Afternoon, father.
You're just in time to meet Dr. Connor
and hear what he has to say.
- Dr. Connor.
- Reverend.
- I'm glad you're here.
- Thank you.
- Well, enough pleasantries.
Let's have it.
- Jewel is, on the surface, in fine health.
Her heart rate is slightly elevated, and she's dehydrated.
- She can't eat or drink.
- Meaning, she can't hold anything down?
- Meaning she cannot eat or drink.
- Which is something i suspected,
so I put her on a drip and I gave her something
to calm her nerves.
- She was coughing up blood yesterday.
That's unusual, right?
- Yes, that would be very unusual, right.
- So, do you have some medical explanation
as to why a teenage girl in seemingly fine health
would be coughing up blood?
- Hand to god.
How many times do i have to say it?
There is no medical explanation.
My daughter's in the grip of the master defiler.
Now, will you help me rid my baby girl of this evil or not?
- Father, do something please!
Sweet lord Jesus!
- Go fuck yourself, priest!
- It speaks.
Now do you believe, father?
- Somebody take him out of here.
- Daddy, please.
- Don't put your hand on me, girl.
- What is this?
Why is she bleeding?
- Demon, you will not take my child then--
- darling, please...
- No thanks, darling.
Why are you here, father?
To purge me of evil?
Each vessel...
Has been corrupted.
Each vessel...
Has been overcome.
Get away!
- She should rest now.
- So that's it, you're leaving?
- I have to respect the family's wishes.
I don't have much of a say in the matter.
Look these are...
These are very good, very Christian people.
Okay, I've know them a long time.
Jasper's helped me out in more than one tight fix.
Who am I to judge?
I'm just a country doctor.
You're their priest, it's in your realm now.
- What?
- It's possible that Jewel is suffering
from an ectopic pregnancy.
An ectopic pregnancy is where the embryo implants itself
outside of the uterus.
If that's what's going on then
it's quite possible that it could be
causing Jewel's symptoms.
- It's quite possible?
So, why didn't you share this information with the grants?
- Because I can't be sure unless I do more tests,
and I'll be damned if I'm gonna put the grants through that.
Besides, if the pregnancy is ectopic,
then it's likely the fetus will abort itself,
if it hasn't already.
- And kill Jewel in the process?
- I suggest you do whatever the grants are asking.
God be with you, father.
- I couldn't bring myself just to call.
You're all I have left now.
I owed it to you to tell you in person.
- Colin, please tell our guests what's going on but
tell them that the wedding will happen as scheduled.
- Honey, no one would blame you.
- Just tell them, baby.
Please?
- He left this for you.
- He's made the very emblem of honor, of salvation.
Over and again, the rich man is their own--
what kind of crazy person claims a filthy beggar
is more honorable than that guy?
More worthy of attention and care?
That's the really subversive and of course
really dangerous message of what Jesus said,
of your care, your concern, your honor.
To those who can't care for themselves,
and who have been pushed to the fringes,
even beyond the fringes of polite society,
who see real suffering,
who've been repulsed, reviled, and disheartened--
- I know...
I probably haven't spoken to you properly much of late.
Forgive me.
But I need your counsel now, not for me, not for me.
You know why this is more difficult.
I believe in evil...
I just don't know what kind of evil this is.
What are you telling me?
- Hi.
- Come in.
Dear Kayleigh,
I'm sorry I failed you and your sister so completely.
Although I am not worthy of it,
I beg the forgiveness not only of our lord Jesus Christ,
but of you, my precious daughter.
Pray for my eternal soul.
I love you dearly.
Daddy.
- This is a beautiful place
that you and Colin have built for yourselves.
I've read about what you've done,
been doing, in magazines.
You must stay so busy.
Come home and help me bury him...
- What was it Jesus said?
That the dead bury the dead?
- Hung himself in the barn.
- Fuckin' hell.
- When did it happen?
- This morning.
- So her mum drove from Louisiana, same day?
- Left as soon as they picked up the body.
- Listen, col.
I don't really know what the fuck's going on here so,
maybe we should just take our little nuptials on the road
and just get out of your hair?
- Kayleigh...
Insists that the wedding go on as planned.
- Is there something we can do?
- Uh...
I think everyone just needs to try to act normal.
- Say when.
- When.
- Yeah, I only have one wine glass.
That's uh, an interesting tattoo.
Can't imagine your father approves.
- Yeah...
He accused me of defiling the temple of the holy spirit and all that.
- Hmm.
What does it mean?
- The golden apples of the hesperides
were sought by basically everybody in the ancient world.
Regarded by the nymph daughters of atlas,
the sisters of the evening.
Their father was tricked by heracles,
the so-called hero and,
he stole the apples from the sisters.
For his own glory, to say she had a lust for something
that by right should never have been his.
And when he left them, the sisters crumbled into dust.
I learned about it in a mythology class,
the semester after Katrina.
That storm took so much from New Orleans, south Louisiana,
and from us.
But you know, the nymphs, this place,
me, when something precious is taken from you,
it leaves a permanent mark.
It has to be acknowledged.
- Hmm.
- I take it you don't uh,
have women over for wine very often.
- What gave me away?
The only reason I offered you a glass is because this is--
- uncomfortable.
- Actually I normally don't see anyone at this hour
unless I'm...
Administering an anointing of the sick,
much less an attractive young woman.
What are you doing here, Kayleigh?
- What are you gonna do about my sister?
I mean, why aren't you there now?
- Why aren't you?
- It was my daddy.
- What?
- The welts.
He beat her.
He beat the shit out of her with his belt,
when he found her with that boy.
He cried like a baby while he did it.
He thought he'd beat the sin right out of her.
I think he honestly believed he could.
- You saw it?
- No, she called me after, that's why I came home.
- Tell me what else he did to her.
To both of you.
- What do you mean?
- Look, I know what's it like.
My father was...
A drunk.
A bad drunk.
Sometimes he'd have too much, and he'd get violent.
Sometimes in some pretty twisted ways.
But, you don't want to hear about that.
- Yes I do.
- Honestly, it was a lot worse on my mom than it was on me.
Didn't help that he was the local sheriff.
Said he'd lay down the law in his house with his bare hands
and anything he could find to swing in 'em
and he meant anything.
- I'm so sorry.
- Don't be.
I think ultimately...
It was because of him that I turned to god.
'Cause, uh...
'Cause of him, I lost all faith in humanity.
- Where is he now?
- His heart exploded one night.
The widow-maker, they call it.
It was gonna be that or his liver.
You can only rage so long, until...
I just wish, so much damage hadn't been done, you know?
Sometimes I can still feel him, gnawing at me.
I'm making this about me, that's not my intention.
Please, tell me.
What else did Jasper do to you and Jewel?
Hey.
Everything all right?
- Yeah. - Where's your mom?
- I got her a hotel.
- We've got plenty of room.
I just thought...
After what happened...
I don't know.
- Eddie, what do you say we get wasted?
- I would say, that's a fucking brilliant idea.
- So what made you want to start a bed and breakfast?
- Well I guess I've always liked the idea of being a host.
Of showing people my idea of home.
- Meaning, she's a bit of a control freak.
- Hey...
- It's true.
- Well that's not a bad thing.
- So you say.
- And I'm right.
- Why Savannah?
- It's old, and near the water.
- And it's not south Louisiana.
- Hmm.
It's a spirit-rich place, that city.
- It seems the spirits approve the view, my darling.
- Is that what that meant?
'Cause I, I wasn't sure.
- You guys want to take it inside?
- Colin, it's just an electrical storm.
And it's beautiful.
And I wanna dance.
Do you wanna dance with me?
- Maybe.
I'm gonna call Ariel and check on Jewel first.
Be right back.
- Turn the music up while you're in there.
- You got it.
- I'll dance with you.
- Score, I got the hot chick with the purple hair.
- Don't get too excited, Eddie.
- Did I say something?
What did I say?
- Well it's not a party 'til some lesbian shit go down.
Now look, I'm gonna go ahead, i'mma tell ya,
I don't do body shots.
- Kayleigh, I can help you.
- Oh, lord.
- What the fuck?
- Col?
Check the breaker.
- Hey Eddie.
Wanna go on a little adventure?
- Come in.
Colin?
- Sir.
I decided to move forward with Jewel Grant,
pending approval of the archdiocese.
- Something changed your mind.
- Yeah. - What?
Well, don't leave me hangin'.
- Uh, the doctor's findings I guess.
- Which were?
- Inconclusive.
Sort of.
- You still don't believe she's possessed.
- I believe something terrible has happened to her.
And, this may be the only way to fix it.
In a way I feel, doubly guilty.
Not only was i there when she died,
I'm profiting from her death, I wrote books,
made all this money.
- Welcome to the entertainment industry, mate.
- Kayleigh's really the one who can't shake it.
Especially this time of year.
- What time of year?
- Tomorrow's her sister's birthday.
- Oh, fuck.
- I forgot myself, until her mom said something.
- Yeah, and I'm the prick who poured salt
into the wounds.
- It never goes away.
Guess she's used it to by now.
- Why didn't she say something to me
when I asked her about the wedding here?
- She doesn't want to think of it.
She thinks that gives it power over her.
- You are some fucked up people.
From my extensive experiences as an electrician
in the merchant Navy--
- priest.
- I can tell you that I know
fuck all about electricity.
What the fuck?
You bring your friend down into a creepy basement
and then scare the shit out of him?
What's the matter with you?
What?
- Nothing.
Let's go.
Hope it doesn't get nasty.
Power company's doing what they can.
No estimate as to when it'll be back on.
- Great.
I was just uh, telling everybody about the first time
I met your lovely wife.
- Oh boy.
- No seriously, it was uh,
it was a pretty weird situation 'cause,
he was my priest friend, and his girlfriend,
and she was smokin' hot.
I mean, I guess she'd have to be, right?
- Well, you don't give up celibacy for an ugly person.
- That's deep.
- You know, ugly people need to get laid too.
Stop it.
- I was really flattered that he'd flown her
all the way to la to met me and get my approval.
- I'm sure that was his rationale.
- Sort of. Yeah.
- So um, we'd finished dinner and were sitting around,
having this brilliant conversation over several bottles
of really nice red wine,
and all of a sudden, do you remember this, Kayleigh?
She just stopped in the middle of a fuckin' sentence,
picked up half a bottle of wine, tipped it up,
and chugged the whole thing.
Slammed it back down on the table and I looked to Colin
and I went, "all right buddy, permission granted."
I even forgave her for being catatonic
for the rest of the night.
- You saw something that night.
You've been holding this weight for a long time.
- I have to go to the bathroom.
- Please.
Oh, fuck!
Shit.
- What happened?
- Tell me how you can help me.
- You've come to a moment of convergence.
That's why everything is crushing in on you right now.
You've become sort of a wormhole,
connecting this realm to the realm of the spirit.
Why would this be happening to you right now?
- My sister...
- Talk to me.
- She would have been 26 tomorrow.
Today.
- 26.
Do you know anything about numerology?
- Not really.
- The number 26...
- The numeric value of the name of god in Hebrew.
- And, containing the number six,
god's diametrical opposition.
The number of imbalance, of lack.
26 is the number of the cosmic messenger,
of angels and powers not of this plane,
who have something to impart or need of
or connection to this place and time,
for the good or ill of those of us who reside in it.
They're all, each of them, emanations.
They're the 26 dimensions of ultimate reality.
From a singularity,
a divine mind,
god.
Your sister will never be closer to you
than she is right now.
Whatever it is that's between you two,
now is the time to solve it.
- You believe in god?
- I believe in everything.
- Is that the police?
Do I smell of weed?
Is it legal here?
I'm gonna hide.
- Mr. hampstead, i apologize for disturbing you,
but this woman says she's a relative of yours?
- Yes, you could say that.
What's the trouble?
- This lightning storm's kind of wreaked havoc
around the area.
Power outages, as you know.
Big ol' oak tree got struck a little piece down the road some
downed limbs are blocking the thoroughfare.
Found this young lady sitting cross-legged in the street,
bawling her eyes out.
- Kayleigh gave me directions to the hotel.
I didn't know what other route to take.
- You don't have GPS on your phone?
Never mind, we'll take care of her.
- Thank you, sir.
Sir, is everything okay?
- Yeah, everything's fine.
- My partner drove her car back.
It's parked right out on the street there.
- Thank you.
- Have a good night.
Y'all stay safe in there.
- Yeah, okay, fine, fine, fine.
- Thought this was in my realm now.
- Couldn't bring myself to stay away.
Had to come out and check up on her.
Make sure she's comfortable.
As comfortable as can be expected.
But I sense I'm not welcome here anymore.
I care about that little girl, father, both of them.
And you had better act quickly if you want to save her life.
Remember what I told you.
That, and malnourishment, doesn't bode well.
- What was that about?
What did he tell you?
- I need to see your sister.
- Goddamn it, what did he tell you?
I deserve to know.
- You better not let your father
hear you blaspheme.
- You think he scares me anymore?
- I think...
You're not as hard as you think you are.
- Your father was a complicated man,
he kept me at arm's length.
- Oh fuck off, mom.
Just take some responsibility for once, for one time,
in your miserable life.
Just admit your share of the blame.
Your daughter died!
Has that still not sunken in?
- For a multiplicity of reasons.
- What?
What does that even mean?
- We failed her, all of us.
Even you, father.
- Please don't call me that.
- Dr. Connor said he gave her something
to make her more comfortable,
but I don't think it's working.
- Where's Mr. Grant?
- He's gotta work for a livin'.
- When will he be home?
Kayleigh.
Would you grab my satchel out of my car, please?
- Yeah.
Now's as good a time as any.
I know it's been rough.
That's an understatement, I'm sure.
But there's a way through this.
I'm here to help you through this.
- How do you know Latin?
- Fuck off!
You wanna play?
I'm good at playing.
- Close the door.
- You!
- In the name of Jesus Christ our god and our lord,
by the strength and intercession
of the immaculate virgin Mary, mother of god,
and blessed Michael the archangel,
and the apostles Peter and Paul and all the saints,
all powerful and holy authority of our ministry,
we confidently undertake to repulse the attacks and deceit
of the devil!
- I should do something.
- What you gonna do?
Bitch please.
You can't save every living soul, okay?
- I am so sorry this is happening
on your wedding weekend.
- I'm not.
This is why I'm supposed to be here.
Not the wedding.
No offense, love.
- Ugh.
I'm way too stoned to be offended.
- Yeah.
The uninhibited mind lies open to the domain of the spirit.
- Can you say that again so that it makes some sense?
- Native American vision quests, ancient oracles,
intoxicants, they're all commonly used to
free the mind and bridge the gap between worlds.
Kayleigh's drunk, and my guess is drunker than she's been
in a long time.
Her guard's down.
- Oh.
I understand completely.
- I love you.
- Oh, lord.
- Mama?
- He started it.
- Well why in the hell didn't you call me, woman?
My god!
- What in the name of holy god is going on?
- I'm doing exactly as you asked.
Please give me some time.
- I'm gonna be here for my daughter.
- Daddy, please!
- Oh sweet Jesus, help us!
- Let me out!
Let me the fuck out!
- Is that you talkin', or the demon?
- Kayleigh, don't!
- Listen to me, jewely...
- We need something to tie her down with.
You finish the exorcism.
No, Jewel!
No, no, I wasn't--
- go ahead, daddy.
Jewel?
Oh come on...
- Kayleigh?
Jewel!
- I just want to know
why are you still so angry with me?
- Mrs. Grant, you can't possibly not know
the answer to that question.
- I made some mistakes.
I was alone.
And now I'm more alone than ever.
Haven't you ever felt helpless?
- Can you feel her?
She's here.
Maybe she's come to kill you.
- Kayleigh baby, come on.
Let's go outside and get some air.
- I'm fine right here.
- What's happening?
- Take my hand.
Kayleigh, take my hand.
Kayleigh, take my hand now.
It's okay.
- May I join you?
- Where are we going?
She'd come here whenever she was upset.
We used to have horses.
She's always had an affinity for animals.
Jewel?
Jewely?
- Jewel!
Let us help you.
- Finish the exorcism, father hampstead.
- Oh, Jewel...
- You weren't here.
- Finish the exorcism, father hampstead.
- There is no demon.
- What did you say?
- She's not possessed.
She's in terrible pain.
She's been tortured, beaten, raped, drugged.
She's had a psychotic break.
Who wouldn't?
- Better stop talkin' nonsense about my daughter.
She just dove out a second story window.
- Adrenaline is a powerful drug.
- Jasper, stop!
- She is and has been in the grip of the devil.
- No!
It's you.
It's both of you.
- No, please,
I don't want to play today, it hurts...
- I don't want to open it.
- You don't have to.
You were there.
- Mama, why?
Why?
- Jewel...
Jewel, they're not worth it.
- Daddy!
- It mocks me.
- Don't be so surprised, Jasper.
She heard it all from you.
- No!
- What are you gonna do?
- I gotcha, Kayleigh.
I gotcha.
- Just, hold on.
- No...
Goodbye, mama.
- She was coming to me.
She was coming to me.
- You are no man of god.
You're an instrument of evil.
Precious daughter's blood is on your hands.
That means far less
than the welfare of her soul,
which if it descends to the bowels of hell,
the very destination the demon intended,
well then, by great heavenly god,
that too is on you, sir.
Help me, mama.
- What are you doing?
- You may be the only person in this world
who means anything right now.
- There's something missing.
- Kayleigh!
Please forgive me!
You're all I have!
- No, mom!
You have nothing!
Nothing at all.
You can stay here tonight but I want you
gone first thing in the morning.
- Please stay and talk to me.
- Colin will show you to your bedroom when you're ready.
Goodbye, mama.
- It was you.
The universe always balances the scales.
- I spoke with the bishop, and for the record,
you decided not to proceed with the exorcism.
- So that's what happened.
- And, you were not at the grants when the girl died.
- Because that's what's best for the archdiocese?
- It's what's best for everybody.
I think you know that.
- What about the grants?
- The grants are just happy it's been ruled an accident
by both the sheriff's department and the archdiocese.
Based on your report, smacks a bit like suicide or
something even more sinister.
- Yeah, maybe it was a suicide.
Maybe, she'd been through too much to go on.
- Maybe.
And then there's the not insignificant matter of Mr. Grant
assaulting a priest.
And that's important to Mr. Grant that Jewel
has a church funeral, is buried within the church.
Colin, you got into an impossible situation.
You tried.
That's all you can do.
- I tried, and failed.
I was completely out of my depth!
- Aren't we all?
- No, that's not good enough.
There has to be a reason.
There has to be a consequence for what happened.
- There will be.
God will handle it.
Colin, listen to me.
You have something special to offer.
That is rare.
Do you understand me?
- She was pregnant.
- Use your anger, use your rage to do some good.
You understand better than most
what it means to overcome impossible obstacles.
Honor her.
That's all you can do.
- It's not a good time, Kayleigh.
You should be with family now.
- Why?
The only one of them that mattered to me is dead.
- What do you want?
- What do I want?
My sister just died.
My mother and father may as well be dead.
- And I'm...
So sorry...
I didn't do enough.
- I need to talk to the only priest
that I feel comfortable talking to.
- So you've come for spiritual reasons.
- I've come seeking peace.
I need to understand.
- Have you heard the term trauma bonding?
That's what's happening here.
We've been through a difficult situation together.
We share similar histories.
- Hey, I went to college, remember?
Philosophy major?
Psych 101 was a requirement.
- I have to be concerned with the consequences
of my relationships.
Of my actions, especially now.
- You're right.
There must be a consequence for all of this.
But maybe the things that haunt us both...
That we share, were supposed to bring us together.
At least right now.
Maybe that was the intention.
- Whose intention?
- I don't know.
Maybe this god of yours has a plan.
- Kayleigh, please.
- I never said goodbye.
I never even went to the funeral.
I just ran to you.
- Maybe she's giving you another chance.
- Sometimes, they come to help.
- It is with great happiness in my pretty lil' soul
that I pronounce you now wife, and husband.
You may now kiss your hot-ass bride.
- I have to confess, i woefully underestimated you.
And when you were lying there by the pool,
naked with your purple hair
I thought...
- I know.
I know things.
But you should know better than anybody,
things aren't always what they seem on the surface.
- Bet you're ready for that honeymoon, huh?
- Greek islands, nude beaches.
Yeah, it's kinda my thing.
You should probably take that trip soon too.
- Yeah.
- You have a beautiful family.
It doesn't matter how the two of you got to this moment.
Just that you're here.
- Thank you.
- Mmnmm, mmnmm, mmnmm.
- Another one.
- Oh man, it just went down my shirt.
- Another one. - - Okay.
- Don't get too drunk, you bastard.
You have some business to attend to later.
That business is me.
- Ooh!
- It's perfect.
- Jewel, I want you to meet your niece.
This is Jewel.
- Come on, sweet girl.
- Bye, jewely.
- That's it, I won again.
Now you gotta go read a book or something.
I got stuff to do.
- I want to play with you some more.
- May I join you?
- You want to play with me?
My sister doesn't want to play no more.
- Oh, she's mean.
I would love to play with you.
But how about some other game?
How about one inside, huh?
- Yeah. - Yeah, show me.
Where's daddy?
- Off overseeing the building of some
shelter for the church.
Said he'd be home late.
What are you gonna do?
- Kayleigh, come play with us.
- Yeah, Kayleigh, come play with us, it'll be fun.
Kayleigh doesn't wanna play with us.
- Mmm...