The Exorcist

Previously on The Exorcist...

- It's just off 41. - What's off 41?

Father Marcus.

That's quite a rosary.

It's a gift from a friend.

Vocare Pulvere.

Ceremony of ash.

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What are their names, Father Bennett?

We need to find Bennett...

fast.

Jim.

I'm going to make a call to your boss,

and I'm going to see how he feels

about the whole "priests committing adultery" thing.

The Devil in My Daughter.

What happened to you in Georgetown?

Do you know what's my favorite memory of you?

This.

My Regan MacNeil.

It's coming for me, Father. I know it.

You little stinkpot.

I was in my room, and...

I heard a thumping sound.

I came out and looked around a-and...

saw her down at the bottom of the stairs.

At first, I didn't even know what I was looking at.

How would you describe your relationship with your mother?

I loved her.

Timeline...

daughter goes missing under mysterious circumstances.

Daughter next emerges from a nunnery, except this time

she has amnesia and can't tell you

- where she's been. - Do you have

any idea what my sister has just been through?

She was in a hospital six miles away from here.

Sweetie, no, it's okay. The man is just doing his job.

Thank you, Mrs. Rance.

I'm just trying to wrap my head around all these...

- facts. - Well, the fact is

that my family has been through two unthinkable tragedies.

Well, more, if you count my husband and-and Kat.

The accident she had.

And-and we're not looking for special consideration at all.

It's-it's just... a little compassion

goes a long way.

Would you... would you mind?

Last rites, priest?

Giving up on the piglet so soon?

But most of all because they offend Thee,

my God, who are all good and deserving of all my love.

Angela, get back! Return to the shadow, viper!

You have no hold on this woman!

Child of God, you are forgiven.

All...

this prattling.

They just won't stop.

Sorry,

Mommy, show is over.

Time to give the people what they want.

Casey...

Casey, no!

Take me instead.

Ah...

together again.

What do you say?

Let's give 'em a good show.

Stay with me, Casey. No!

No!

No, Casey.

We've taken enough of your time.

Respectfully, sir, I still have some more questions.

No, you don't, Detective.

We're done here.

What the hell's going on?

Outside, Detective Lawrence.

I'll see what I can do about getting those protestors and news vans off your lawn.

That's very thoughtful. Thank you.

We'll be in touch.

Let's go pick up your sister.

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Your room's not ready yet, Casey.

We'll share mine, until we move.

Any sign of Bennett?

He checked out last night and left with a French cardinal.

Probably Guillot, Archbishop of Lyon.

Forget the frog cardinal.

Follow the money.

Maria Walters.

She's the slush mama of the slush funds.

She's bankrolling all this.

I know this man.

It's Brother Simon. Fundraising chair.

When I knew him he was a counselor

at a renewal center for deviant priests.

Sounds like a hell of a place to recruit.

He was watching me.

Bennett knew...

about this Brother Simon.

If Bennett was taken, we have to assume

that he was tortured for information.

Which means they know about us...

Mother Bernadette...

possibly Tomas.

So what's the plan, boss?

Hitch up the trailer, get out of town, both of you, tonight.

What about you?

Hey there, honey.

Casey, you look well.

All right.

There we go.

We tried inviting Father Marcus,

didn't we, Ange?

Okay, everybody, dig in.

Don't let it get cold.

Honey, let's say grace.

Kat, you want to lead?

Please.

Bless us, O Lord

for these Thy gifts which we are about to receive.

- Amen. - And thank You...

for bringing Casey back home to us.

And... let us remember Chris,

who was sweet and funny, and...

even though we decided to call her Chris,

I really wish I had called her Grandma.

I think she would have liked that.

- Amen. - Amen.

So, you're really gonna leave Chicago?

Uh, you have a plan?

I know these people in Canada,

actually, and there's a few builders out there.

I could consult.

Or we could just stay in Chicago.

Mom, we packed up half the house; it was your idea.

We'll talk about it later.

What about you, Father Tomas, uh,

- you gonna take a break? - No, no, no. This...

ordeal has clarified some things for me.

Renewed my commitment.

Uh, my parish needs me, and...

I've neglected it.

I guess we've monopolized you

- these past few weeks. - Well, look who's

a regular chatterbox tonight.

I would like to make a toast to my whole family.

To Henry...

to Kat...

and my sweet, sweet Casey.

And to Grandma, who died...

...on our staircase.

To Chris.

To Chris.

To Chris.

To Mom.

Hey, Henry.

Father.

Hey, come on in, sit down.

Thank you.

How do you feel, Henry?

How's... how's everything?

Well...

sometimes whole days go by, and, um...

you start to feel like,

hey... maybe I'm finally getting better,

maybe I'm a human being again, and then...

...right back to potato land,

as my darling daughter would say.

Angie, wow!

You... going somewhere?

The hotel. Like this one says:

"You neglect your duties too long,

everything falls to pieces."

Apparently, I'm indispensable.

Okay, when you gonna be back?

Okay.

You know, I don't think you know this,

but... everything started here.

You gave me a message.

You told me where to find Father Marcus.

- I did what, now? - You told me

how to get to a place called... St. Aquinas.

God... spoke through you, Henry.

Father...

does this mean anything to you?

- Uh, the number 162? - Yeah.

Okay, ever since I woke up from the accident,

I've had this, uh...

- low-frequency sound in my head. - Mm-hmm.

It's like being in a restaurant,

and... everyone is yammering away in the background.

Except sometimes,

sometimes it feels like there's a pattern.

Like, all at once,

all those people start saying the exact same thing

at the exact same time.

Are they talking to you right now?

It started a few days ago,

over and over.

162, 162.