Strange Angel

You have it.

The man who wishes to run the future

of America's missile program is the same man who wrote this.

Parsons has been in touch with the very man

he claims he's never met.

I accept everything about you.

We got past you being in that-that group of Jack's

when we first met.

Because you don't know anything about it.

Crossing the abyss

is our most perilous working.

Frater E.D. may believe he has met his angel,

but if there were a trace of falsehood,

the outcome would be tragic.

If you cannot fulfill the task that I have given you, well,

prison is the only way the debt can be paid.

I'd keep your distance.

Last guy he was with didn't fare so well.

You're early.

What are you doing?

Come back!

But does this fear mean you must limit yourself?

No, I suppose it doesn't.

But I don't think Jack can handle sharing me.

Go wake the believers.

That I will lead a pure life

as a devoted servant of the Order.

I will lead a pure life as a devoted servant of the Order.

There's no escape.

You will pay for what you've done, one way or the other.

I'm not afraid.

Oh, you should be.

'Cause you will rot in a cage,

and no one will shed a tear.

You should probably go.

It's not even dark yet.

He could come home early.

Yes.

On the other hand... you...

could come again.

Careful. You'll choke.

Can you imagine?

First you and then me,

choking to death on this bloody ring.

You know, the reason I devoted myself to this faith

was so that I wouldn't have to hide from anyone.

Things are contentious enough in this house as it is.

He channeled the angel.

He should be above such petty jealousy.

We need to keep this between us.

Yes.

Or we need to stop.

You have made that very clear.

Looking for these?

Up.

I need to strip the bed.

It's been a while since I got to do something

that feels forbidden.

Alfred...

I'll always remember you like this.

Doing laundry?

Everything out in the open, everything clean.

Thanks to you.

You never told me what you did to him.

You really want to know?

No.

Only...

Did he suffer?

He'll never hurt anyone with those hands ever again.

Are you sorry?

Are you?

No.

The law will be coming for me soon.

Your step-father was the only one keeping them at bay.

I can't imagine he'll let sleeping dogs lie.

I'll have to be on my way.

Where will you go?

It's best I not say.

That way you won't have to lie when they ask you.

I ran your JPL proposal up the flagpole.

It's not gonna fly.

What? Why?

I will give you three guesses, Mr. Parsons.

You know what, make that one.

Under ordinary circumstances,

I wouldn't give a damn what you did

in the privacy of your own home.

Is this because of you?

It is, isn't it?

He's had a bone to pick with me since day one.

I make it a point to know certain facts.

For instance, you claim you've never met Aleister Crowley,

but I know that's a load of bull. - How do you know?

I'm not obligated to reveal my sources.

You follow a man

who is a suspected traitor to his own country,

with known ties to our enemy. What ties?

General J.F.C. Fuller, for one,

a disciple of Crowley's who was sidelined

by the British military because of his Nazi ties.

There are even allegations that Crowley has

made attempts to meet Hitler himself.

Why would Crowley want to contact Hitler?

Maybe it's because of their shared interest in the occult.

Maybe because both see themselves as ushering in

a new era for mankind.

Given all this, serious questions are being raised

about your allegiances.

Unfortunately, JPL is off the table.

Or at least with you as a part of it.

All right, well...

I'd like to invite you both to a gathering at my home...

so that you can see there's absolutely nothing to fear.

This feels sacrilegious.

It's just for one night.

I'm sure the Master would understand.

We owe it to Frater J.P.

He's done so much for us. You watch.

These men tonight gonna be treating us like we the help

inside our own damn home.

From the outside in, in order of use.

The Byrnes never had formal dinners growing up?

- Susan always set the table. - Thank you...

for helping.

I really appreciate it.

You're welcome.

I'm not sure who you're used to hosting,

but this place looked fit for a caravan of gypsies,

and not much else.

You didn't need to invite her.

I could've done it alone.

She hosted millions of these when I was a kid.

Plus, having her here makes us seem more... normal.

I didn't know if I should answer.

No, no. It's better if I do it.

Could you do me a favor? Anything.

Could you go check on the Magus?

I want to know if he's planning on joining the festivities,

or if he's just going to sulk in his room all night.

Are you Frater J.P.?

- Yeah. - Got a special delivery here

from a M. Therion.

Thank you.

May I come in? Please.

Frater J.P. was wondering if you were going to come down.

- Was he, now? How considerate of him. - This night is about

showing these men they don't have to fear us.

What's it look like if we're hiding our Magus away?

Well, you can tell Frater J.P.

that I've decided to attend his little function.

The only decision that's left is what to wear.

Do I go as the man I am,

or the man they'd prefer me to be?

I think the choice is obvious.

I had to pretend to be something I wasn't in order to survive.

The circumstances were a bit different.

These men tonight are soldiers, too.

And soldiers are trained for one thing:

to kill their enemies.

I help you with something?

Just looking for somewhere to hide this.

What is it?

"Dear Frater J.P., it has always been

"my top priority to increase the size

"and influence of our congregation.

"You are central to this work, especially with

"the might of the military behind you.

"Based on the testimony I've received...

"you are emerging as a true Magnus of the Lodge.

"To aid in your endeavors,

I've prepared a new manifesto."

The Master wrote you a new work.

Now, why would you try to hide this?

Jack? They're here.

Crowley's the reason I'm in hot water.

If they see that, the jig is up.

It must be exhausting,

serving two masters. It's not about serving them.

If we can win them over, I get JPL.

What in the hell is that?

It's how I get to the stars.

Thy will be done.

General Braxton, Agent Wallace.

Everyone, welcome to the Parsonage.

This is such a bad idea.

Jack didn't have a choice.

They were gonna cut him out of the project.

These bosses of yours have no clue what they're walking into.

I told you, you didn't have to come.

And I told you I wanted to.

And yet, we've been sitting out here for half an hour.

Let's go.

I just need another minute.

Sweetie, if you're worried about me

seeing what's in there, don't be.

Jack's been teaching me some of the techniques.

Techniques? - Yeah, like manifesting your will.

Right now, I am manifesting a successful party.

Good evening, Mr. Onsted. May I take your hat?

Sister M!