Helstrom

Shit.

- We've got two missing. No idea how they got out.

Open the door.

Jesus!

Lock it down. Now.

Yes ma'am.

I said get out.

I'm just trying to help.

Get out!

I'm sorry, Sister. I can't get them to stop.

No apologies necessary.

My associate should be here shortly.

- Yeah. About him... - Yes?

- I called the archdiocese. They said he isn't a priest?

That's right.

So... how's this gonna work, exactly?

I'm fairly new.

You sent the nun in training. Again.

Look, I know it's busy, it's St. Teresa's,

but call me when you can.

- Sister Gabriella. - Daimon.

- This is Mr. Cavallo... - Mr. Cavallo,

Daimon Helstrom.

We were just discussing the Cavallos' son, Archer.

How difficult the situation has been on the family.

No, of course.

Lead the way.

- Honey, this is... - I really don't care.

The problems began several months ago.

Outbursts, like Tourette's.

Cursing continuously... Yes. I read the email.

- Upstairs? - Yeah.

But, don't you need a Bible

or crucifix or something?

No. I'm good.

Though, I could use a rest room.

Just, through the kitchen.

No matter what you hear, do not come in.

Understood?

Latin.

Original.

What name do you go by?

You're unworthy of my name.

Or my company.

As are the half-wits outside that door.

Inform them this husk needs sustenance.

Or it will continue to defecate on their floors

and rub their walls with excrement.

Okay, then.

Holy water.

Straight from the Vatican.

Aah!

Aah!

Ha...

Wha... What just happened?

You don't remember?

No. Interesting.

Because this,

this just came from your bathroom downstairs.

The... the sink, not the toilet. I'm not that evil.

What're you talking about?

Even if it were real,

Latin, holy water, prayer, they used to be the "secret weapons" of the trade.

But now, thanks to movies, TV, the internet,

they're just... tropes.

See, the thing is,

secrets lose their power once they're exposed.

Kind of like you.

Get out.

Listen, first you're gonna go downstairs,

and you're gonna admit to your parents this was all an act

I said get out...

Then you're going to apologize to them for all the pain that you caused.

Get out!

And then you're going to come up here and you're gonna scrub this room,

floor to ceiling, with bleach.

My power is real

and will not be questioned by anyone.

You want to know what real power is?

It's not in your fists.

It's in there.

And there.

You didn't finish the verse.

John, chapter ten, verse ten.

It ends with...

Remember - with bleach.

What happened?

The good news is, your son's not possessed,

but the bad news is, he is an asshole.

What the hell are you talking about?

We don't need this bullshit.

Sister Gabriella can refer you to a family therapist

but, in the meantime, lay off the vodka.

The internet is a shitty parent.

Okay. Have a lovely evening.

So sorry.

This has to stop.

You can't be so insensitive to everyone we

I have a class to prepare for tomorrow.

But instead, I drive down from Portland,

sit in two hours of traffic, for that.

I see. So, helping people is a waste of your precious time.

The kind of help they need, I can't offer.

I'm not here to hold hands or to save a cat from a tree

or respond to false alarms.

That family in there was just looking for some hope.

Aren't we all.

By the way, don't take I-5 back, there's been a pileup at Woodburn.

Hi.

Ana.

Two million fifty.

Thank you. Two million seventy-five,

do I have seventy-five?

Seventy-five. Do I have two million one hundred?

Two million one hundred thousand.

Two million one hundred fifty. Two million.

He's here.

Two million two hundred thousand.

Number 42.

Two million two fifty...

Thank you. Do I have two million three hundred thousand?

Two million three hundred thousand?

Going once.

Going twice.

And sold

to number 13 for two million three hundred thousand dollars!

Congratulations.

The next item up for bid is truly

I can see his hard-on from here.

The historic sword of none other than...

- Good luck with that. - Napoleon Bonaparte himself.

But is it priceless?

You tell me.

We will open the bidding at seven million dollars.

Who would like to start us off?

Seven million. Do I have seven million one?

Seven million one.

- You called it. - Do I have seven million two?

A fool and his money are my favorite couple.

Very impressive object. Seven million three?

Seven million three.

I'll send him up when it's over.

Don't forget to kill the security feeds.

Very good.

Seven million seven. On my right.

Now, I thought Libby was a physicist?

No. He won the Nobel prize in 1960 for chemistry,

so that would make him... Make him a chemist.

I stand corrected.

It was the least they could do for coming up

with the very concept of the half-life.

See, I was okay with the French history.

But carbon dating?

I mean, seriously, are you studying for your PhD

or just trying to embarrass me?

I have many gifts.

Please, show me more.

Weapons of war have always been an interest of mine.

They have a... certain aura about them.

Like Napoleon's sword.

You overpaid, by the way.

What can I say? When I want something, I have to have it.

An item with that kind of history?

Think of the provenance.

All the times it changed hands.

All the lives it took.

Men... women... children.

That's a bit twisted.

I hear you like twisted.

You have no idea.

But I do.

Don't get me wrong, you covered your bases very well.

More than your garden variety billionaire recluse.

You don't date, you don't do social media

or use a publicist,

and you don't normally attend events like this.

Which is why I procured such a very special item,

a Francophile's dream, just to get your attention.

Well, if you wanted my attention,

you have it.

I know your secret... thief.

I'm sure venture capitalists get called.

You know that's not what I'm talking about.

Anybody can steal money...

You get off on stealing the light from women's eyes.

Seven, to be exact.

Wait

I'm taking it all back, Mr. Tate.

You see, I'm a little bit of a thief, too.

Try not to hit anybody when you land.

All right, now. Come here, pull.

Let's go. Come on.

Found you.

Come on. Help me open it.

Why she chose you two,

I'll never know.

You piece of shit!

This is why we were chosen.

A toddler

notices steam coming off a tea kettle.