The Prophecy 3: The Ascent

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.

Our lives are nothing but 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 youl! - 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!

No!

Oh! 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.

I can!

Yes, yes.

Please.

No. Don't go.

Oh, don't leave me alone.

Please?

Please?

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.

Hmm.

"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.

Ah, lead poisoning.

Okay, Rasputin, what army did you piss off?

All right, let's do a liver temp. Thermometer.

Do the honors.

Okay.

Hey. The liver's thataway, Magellan.

There you go.

T.O.D. approximately 8:00 p.m.

All right. See what else we got on our John Doe here.

um...

Danyael Rosales.

Danyael. Funny spelling.

Father unknown, mother Valerie Rosales, deceased.

Valerie Rosales.

Oh, Jesus.

It's starting again.

It all comes back, over and over.

Again and again. Never stops, never ends.

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.

Yeah, 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't know. Look at the body position.

I'm lookin".

Closer.

Closer.

It's like she was shielding something.

Yes.

Yeah.

That something...

was her child.

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.

Goodnight, Joseph.

Yeah, goodnight Kyle.

All right, look. I'm gonna 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 Known as Yanni, or something?

Sting.

I thought it was Yanni,

shows you how far out of touch I am.

Is that 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 her coffee break.

D.M.V.

All right, why don't you tell me? How old are you?

Thirty-nine.

Hmm.

How old do I look?

Be cruel.

I'll just put down 39 instead, huh?

Right, then.

You know what?

The 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?

You did good.

‘Cause I want the --

Get in there.

Can you buzz me in, Clark?

Where's your morgue?

That's off-limits to the public, sir.

A. Z. Jones, FBI.

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

to 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.

We become the thing we fear.

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.