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This chapter was the reason
we started looking into this phenomenon...
and to collect evidence throughout history...
the scriptures...
and old paintings...
archeology.
There were signs everywhere,
but no one really saw it coming.
These days...
people can't see when they are preaching hatred.
People can't hear when the gods are fighting each other.
And eventually it all comes down to this city,
where there is so much hatred, it runs deep into the ground,
waking up the dead.
In 1972, two priests from Jerusalem
managed to capture this event.
It was the first profound evidence.
Three stars. That's when the Yom Kippur just started.
The church got information about a local family.
La familiae, Jewish, Muslim?
- Jewish. - Jewish.
- Are you filming this? - It's very important.
They say it's a woman and that she came back.
Excuse me, sir,
can you tell the camera exactly what happened?
That thing is not my wife.
She died of typhus three days before
and was buried near Golgotha.
While they were mourning,
on the third night of the Shiva,
the child heard a knock on the door.
At the beginning, she was quiet and calm,
but then she became violent.
She hurt my father.
Representatives from all three religions are here.
This concerns all of us.
They all believed in different gods,
but on that night,
they were all dealing with the same devil.
For hours, they tried to help her, cure her.
But evil was too strong in that woman.
Go closer, quickly.
They had no other choice.
In the name of the Lord, return to the ground!
They say there are three gates to hell.
On that night...
we found one of them.
- Dad! - Huh?
I can't believe you. Oh, my God, no way.
- What do you think? - You got me a smart glass?
- Oh, my God. - You like it?
Dad, I can't believe you. Wait.
Look, I've already signed you in with your user name.
- Did I put it on right? - You look great in them.
- Oh, it's so cool! - It is cool.
Dad, you're unbelievable.
This is the touchpad,
and you navigate with your finger like a mouse,
and this is the memory card.
I got you your prescription glasses,
so basically you're all set.
- It makes me look geeky, right? - What do you expect?
You play those video games all day long.
Dad, don't. Thank you, Daddy.
Why don't you try 'em out?
Glass, play music.
Don't be long, all right?
That's cool!
Dad, you're the best!
Glass, stop music.
Okay. Glass, open menu.
No. Okay, games.
Zombies? Oh, yeah.
Hey, guys.
Cool it, Dexter.
Here we go.
This is so cool.
Die!
Come to mama.
Yeah.
Take that, asshole.
Die, motherfucker.
Glass, open link.
Looking for an exciting destination?
Well, how about Tel Aviv?
The nightlife is not something you see every day.
The beach parties and the nightclubs
offer a pretty wild experience.
- For a minute there... - Sarah!
I'm here. Glass, close link.
- You all packed? - Yes, Daddy.
I just want to say goodbye.
We've got to go get Rachel, so we better get going.
I'll be right up!
Don't be long, sweetheart, okay?
Sarah? Are you coming?
We've got to get going.
I'm coming!
I'm happy that Rachel is taking you on this trip.
You've had a rough year.
- We all did. - Yeah.
Oh, here's Rachel.
- Whoo! - Hey, Rache.
I can't believe it's happening! We're really going.
- Hi, Mr. Pullman. - Are your parents home?
No. They're off squandering my inheritance somewhere.
- Come on, Drake, the bag. - Come on, come on.
- We're in a hurry. - I'm on it, baby.
I thought it was over between you two.
Okay, baby. You're all set.
Oh, my God, I'm going to miss you.
Rache! Come on, guys, cut it out.
- Come on. Get into the car. - I'm gonna miss you so much.
Come on. Rache!
- Bye, baby. - Bye, sweetie.
- Get in the car already. - Bye, guys.
- Bye, Sarah. - Bye, Drake.
Have fun, girls. Keep it clean.
I can't believe we're really going!
- Call me when you get there. - We're going to Tel Aviv!
- Bye! - Bye, Drake, lousy lay.
I'm sorry, Mr. Pullman.
- You have fun. - Thank you, Daddy.
- I love you, kid. - I love you.
Oh, shit, it's almost 2:00. We gotta go. Come on.
We're gonna be late. Bye, Mr. Pullman!
- Bye, Daddy! - Thanks for the ride!
Sarah, don't forget to send me some pictures!
Let's go!
I'm really happy we're finally doing this.
I think it will be really good for you.
- What's our seat number again? - It's here. 15.
- Mm-hm. - Rache, how's he doing?
- Rache. - What?
Okay, so, Sarah and Rachel.
- Yes. - Yeah.
So, Kevin, where are you from?
I'm from all over. I travel a lot.
So where have you been to?
Well, I've lost count.
You see, I study anthropology,
so I really like traveling, exploring different cultures,
especially ancient ones.
- Sounds fascinating. - Wow. That sounds interesting.
I guess that probably sounds boring to you.
No, no, no, no, really.
It's actually sounds really cool.
So what are you, some kind of Indiana Jones?
Exactly, only much better looking.
That's exactly what I'm saying.
Every religion calls it in a different name,
but actually everyone's talking about the same thing.
Cool.
In Islam, it's the Dark Angel.
For Jews, it's Golem.
And in Christianity, it's the undead or zombies or whatever.
Whoa.
Oh, God. I hate these fuckers.
What was that?
Israel, here we come.
Glass, take a picture.
- Here we go. - Glass, what time is it?
- Holy shit, it's hot. - Whoa.
- We got beach weather. - Totally.
- Ouch! - Sorry.
Listen, I've got an offer you can't refuse.
Offering to carry our bags to Tel Aviv?
That's so sweet of you, Kevin.
Take mine.
It's a very special time in the holy city.
- Come with me to Jerusalem. - Jerusalem?
- It's gonna be fun. - Yeah, Rache, what do you say?
Will you excuse us for a second? Just one second.
Sarah, come here a second.
What? What is it?
Oh, my God, you're such a slut.
- What? Why? - Why?
Just admit you want a taste of that ass.
And that stupid hat.
- Just admit it. - Okay, fine.
But come on, Rache, we're just changing the order.
First Jerusalem, then parties in Tel Aviv, okay?
The whole point of the trip is to have fun, right?
You just chew it?
It's good. Make you strong in the bed.
- Take, take. - What is that?
- I've gotta try this. - Voice command. Call Dad.
Kevin, I'm serious. Don't eat that.
No, no! Shit.
It's nice. It's disgusting!
- Nasty! - It's bitter.
Whatever, fine.
Hi, sweetie.
Oh, shit. Sorry, Dad. I forgot it was nighttime.
No, it's okay. I'm glad you called.
Have you landed? Are you in Tel Aviv?
Actually our plans are kinda changed.
We're heading to Jerusalem now.
Is that okay? Should I be worried?
- No. - Hi, Mr. Pullman!
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