01x09 - The Devil You Know

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Previously on "Damien"...

(expl*si*n, GLASS SHATTERS)

Aah!

Wait, you think Damien has something to do with Kelly's death, don't you?

He needs our help, not our suspicion.

(WHISPERS) How do you know we can trust her?

She's a nun. I think she can make sense of things.

Simone says you think there's another person involved?

Yeah. Uh, her name's Veronica.

Listen to me, Amani. It's not what you think.

You used me to get to my friend.

It's not me. It's my mother.

Stay the hell away from him.

Ran into an old buddy of yours the other night.

Is that Cray Marquand?

Somebody cut out his tongue.

You failed him, Charles.

Guard, let me out of here!

You are nothing!

Uhh! Aah! Aah!

(g*nsh*t)

Amani: Look, you were right.

I was in on it, only I didn't know it.

I'm sorry.

(g*nsh*t)

(CAR DOORS CLOSE)

Man: No luck in finding her yet.

Is it possible she doesn't wanna be found?

Ann: No. She's running an errand for me.

What sort of errand?

Surveillance.

Last call was to Amani Golkar.

We tracked the GPS trail, pinpointed where they went.

I already know that. Where is she now?

We're working on it.

(GRUNTS)

We have to get her to a hospital.

No, she won't be safe there.

We don't know who else is involved.

She'll fall back into their hands.

She needs a doctor.

Her physical condition isn't my concern right now.

What are you saying?

You wanna keep her here till she gives up what she knows?

I'm not holding her prisoner to find out information.

This poor girl is lost in the shadows, away from God's love.

If we show her the light...

So what's the plan?

Are you praying for her to live or die?

I pray for her soul.

This is wrong. This is a mistake.

I will not have blood on my hands.

You already do.

The w*r has started.

(SPEAKING LATIN)

Amani: All right, just think about what you're saying.

We can't explain Kelly's death.

The guy on the subway... surviving your att*ck, your su1c1de.

So some unseen force is responsible?

The m*ssacre in Africa.

The flooding in Bangladesh.

I can point out the exact moment when things got out of hand.

(SIGHS) Yeah, those were disasters, man.

There were other photographers there.

My presence... made it tip over.

Come on, dude. That's so primitive.

People couldn't explain lightning, so they blamed it on some pissed off dude on a mountain.

(BOTTLE CLINKING)

Look... (SIGHS)

I don't have any better explanation, all right?

But I know there is one.

A rational one.

I'm sorry for... getting you into this mess.

(SIGHS DEEPLY) No, man. Look, I already told you, I'm in.

If you really believe this, then...

I don't know. Maybe that nun can help.

Simone said she could arrange a meeting.

Well, that might be another can of worms.

You're thinking the Church could be worse than Ann Rutledge?

The Devil you know.

That girl...

Veronica, her daughter.

She say anything about Rutledge?

Yeah, just that, uh...

She's all about the prodigal son.

Seems like she blames you for her mommy issues.

(BOTTLE CLINKING)

You need to go back to her.

What?

Get close to her again and maybe, you know, she'll give up something that would explain what Rutledge is up to or something we could use as leverage.

No.

Man, I-I made it clear to her I never want to see her again.

She's smart.

If I go back to her, she's gonna see right through me.

Rutledge and Lyons are just the tip of this iceberg.

There must be other people involved.

And... and that's not just paranoia talking.

They got money, resources.

(SIGHS)

If they truly believe they got a sh*t at running this whole thing with me as a stooge, then the only chance we got of stopping it is if we have someone on the inside.

(SIGHS)

I need you to do this.

Yeah.

Sure thing.

Why would a respected psychiatrist m*rder someone she doesn't even know?

(SIGHS)

I'm not saying it was a bad sh**t.

Well, then why are you busting my balls?

This only proves what I've been saying all along.

What's that?

Damien Thorn.

He's the one you should be looking at.

Are you saying that Thorn is responsible for everything that happened here?

Why was his shrink here?

There was no official request for her to come down here and visit Powell.

Someone sent Dr. Matthews, someone who wanted Powell dead.

Weird sh*t happens around this jerkoff all the time.

Freaky deaths.

There's a-a... this darkness that just doesn't make any sense.

Told you to drop it.

Okay, look, just run it down for me.

You show up in a trailer in the middle of nowhere to find Powell conveniently beaten to a pulp.

No.

He was like that when I arrived.

He claimed the Devil did it.

Powell was a deranged psychopath, right?

He and Thorn, they go way back.

He knew sh*t about Thorn, so Thorn sent his shrink down here to take him out.

That's... that... That's how he does it.

No fingerprints.

He, uh, threatened my... my family, my son.

He set my car on fire.

He had a dog att*ck me right here in the station.

Okay.

Okay, look, we can't trust you out there with a... with a g*n and a badge, okay?

I want 'em.

(SCOFFS)

All right. Sure.

(g*n THUDS) Cover your own ass.

(BADGE THUDS)

Oh, come on, you know, don't make this any worse than it has to be.

(DOOR SLAMS)

(GRETA SPEAKING LATIN)

Veronica: (WEAKLY) I hope you rot in hell.

I'm not the one trying to bring about the end of the world.

Who knows if that's even true.

(SPEAKING LATIN)

All my life, Mother fawned over her precious Damien.

She never even met him until a few weeks ago.

And yet she's devoted her whole life to him, destroying everything.

Faith drives us to do evil things.

Did she have anything to do with my sister's death?

That was a greater power. (INHALES SHARPLY)

(RESUMES SPEAKING LATIN)

Listen to me.

(GRUNTS)

(WHISPERING) You're bleeding out. I'll help you.

Tell me how to stop this... Your mom, Damien.

Just tell me how...

You can't.

(LABORED BREATHING)

Goddamnit.

She's not giving us anything! She's dying!

You're supposed to be compassionate.

This is cruel. I know this is right.

She knows.

She knows you brought the Church into this.

She found me.

Doesn't matter.

Only way you can save yourself now is to turn me over.

You can still walk away.

All she cares about is getting me back.

k*lling you isn't worth her time. (INHALES SHARPLY)

What does Ann Rutledge want from Damien?

Why is she after him?

I know she sent men into his apartment to k*ll him.

(EXHALES DEEPLY) That wasn't a hit.

They were there to teach him a lesson.

Bullshit.

My mother doesn't like to be ignored.

And she sure as hell doesn't like for people to take what's hers.

And if she had you back, what would your mother do?

Hmm?

Send you back as an assassin.

She has you in service to the enemy, Satan himself.

A mother... protects.

She loves her children.

Her love is God's love.

Your mother... put a g*n in your hand and darkness in your heart.

Is that a mother's love?

You don't know sh*t about me.

(SIGHS)

(INHALES AND EXHALES SHARPLY)

We must pray.

(GROANS) Don't touch me.

(LAUGHING)

Enough!

(GASPS)

Enough!

(EXHALES)

(BREATHING RAGGEDLY)

(POUNDING ON DOOR)

(LOCK CLANKS)

(DOOR CREAKS)

Damien Thorn?

Lieutenant Murnau, NYPD.

Uh, I was just on my way out. Uh, what's the problem?

Well... I prefer we talk inside.

(DOOR CREAKS CLOSED)

(LOCK CLANKS)

What's this about?

Detective Shay.

Shay, uh, was involved in a sh**ting down at the precinct.

He had to use deadly force against Dr. Matthews.

She was stabbing a m*rder suspect when Shay intervened.

She k*lled Charles Powell?

How did you know that?

I, uh, I heard about Cray Marquand and... and Powell's arrest...

Did you ever mention Powell to Matthews?

No.

Huh.

We can't seem to find any connection.

We searched her office for motive, and... couldn't find any notes on you.

She was your shrink, right?

Yeah, she was.

Hmm.

Shay's recent behavior has complicated things.

He's been relieved of duty, pending a full investigation.

Now if you want to file for a restraining order...

You think there's a need for that?

Well...

I don't wanna talk bad about another cop, but once a guy breaks... you never know.

I'll think about it.

Uh, thanks for coming by, Lieutenant.

Of course.

(LOCK CLICKS, DOOR CREAKS)

(DOOR CREAKS)

(LOCK CLICKS)

(PHONE BEEPS, LINE RINGING)

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES, BEEPS)

Simone: Hello?

Amani told me you met a woman from the Church.

I wanna meet her.

I don't think that's a very good idea.

I have nowhere else to go.

(SIGHS)

Okay.

I'll send you the address.

(ENGINE TURNS OFF)

(GRAVEL CRUNCHING)

Damien.

I am Greta Fraueva of Scisco Dei.

She investigates things for the Vatican.

You bear the mark of the Beast?

Show it to me?

(ANIMAL CRIES IN DISTANCE)

(WHISPERS) Oh, you poor man.

(SNIFFLING AND CRYING)

(INHALES DEEPLY)

Do not believe them, that you are the Devil, Son of Satan, Son of Night.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

You are God's child.

You're the only one who says that.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

We are all part of the Divine Plan.

Job suffered and he never lost his faith.

I'm not a man of faith. I just believe what I see.

And what have you seen?

Something, uh...

Spirits, maybe?

I was at, uh, the VA hospital and...

I saw seven soldiers.

They were each wounded.

And they, uh, they spoke in unison, but like it was coming from one mind.

And what did this voice say?

It quoted from the Bible. Stuff about the Beast.

(GRETA INHALES SHARPLY)

Hell followed behind me.

(SIGHS) So it's the...

The 7-headed dragon from the book of Revelation.

This... this appeared to you?

Yeah. I-I don't think it was the first time.

When Kelly d*ed, she said something, uh, grabbed her.

It pulled her under.

No.

(INHALES DEEPLY)

(ANIMAL CRIES IN DISTANCE)

(WHISPERS) Her face...

There was something down there with her?

(ANIMAL CRIES IN DISTANCE)

I think something very real is following me.

Can you help?

That's why I'm here.

(GRETA SNIFFLES)

Hey, Veronica, it's me.

(CAR CHIRPS)

Listen, um... can we talk?

I just, uh... (ENGINE STARTS) really hate the way we left things.

(ENGINE REVS)

Yeah.

(TIRES SQUEAL)

Hey! (GROANS)

Aah! (GRUNTING)

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(TIRES SCREECH)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

He's safe with me. You can go.

Rutledge's daughter is here.

She's dying.

If Rutledge knows she's here, she will come for her.

He's right. You should go tend to her.

I have him.

Come.

Come.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CREAKS AND CLOSES)

(WHISPERS) Listen, I'm gonna get you out of here.

(LOCK CLICKS)

(DOOR RATTLES)

Hey!

Hey! Open this door!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Where is she?

Who?

Veronica.

Spying on someone?

I'm sure you have a lot of enemies.

You've already started off on the wrong foot.

Don't make it worse.

Hey, don't thr*aten me, all right?

I've dealt with a lot scarier assholes than you.

(CHUCKLES)

And aren't you forgetting something?

Damien and I go way back.

We're friends.

Even you can't mess with that.

You're a small man who took a wrong turn in a theater and somehow wandered onto the stage.

Don't dare think yourself a player.

Now...

Where's my daughter?

I honestly have no idea.

Who's this nun from the Vatican?

I don't know who you're talking about.

She's here to k*ll Damien. Why else would they send her?

Like I said, I can't help you.

(CHUCKLES)

I can see why he keeps you around.

Yeah, he wasn't too happy you sent Veronica after him.

When he finds out you kidnapped me, well, he just might k*ll you.

Oh, he's already had that chance.

It's not in him.

Yet.

Don't think you're safe from him, either.

You don't know who he is.

I know exactly who he is.

This nun's here to k*ll him. She may have k*lled Veronica.

I understand if you don't wanna help me. Fine.

But the only way you can save Damien is to tell me where this nun is.

I'll find her anyway.

It's just a question if I do before she kills them.

All right, fine.

I'll take you to him.

You really think you can stop whatever's causing these deaths around me?

I've dealt with things like this before, but never this severe.

What if I really am the Antichrist?

Then that... is God's will.

And nothing can be done?

You must have faith.

God has a plan for all of us.

If yours is to bring about the Second Coming of Christ...

Then God can do His own dirty work.

(INHALES DEEPLY)

You may have been chosen.

You... you make that sound like it's a good thing.

This feels like a terminal illness.

My... my life results in countless deaths.

How can you devote your life to a God like that?

(WHISPERS) Do not tempt me.

Don't look at me like that.

I'm just as lost as you are.

If there is a demon within you, then it will not let go.

We have to break its grasp.

(GROANS AND GASPS)

(PANTING)

(DAMIEN GROANS)

(VINES STRETCHING)

(GRUNTING)

(YELLS)

(GASPING AND GROANING)

(GASPING)

(GROANS)

Mom.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Veronica.

Mom.

(WHISPERS) Do you hear me?

Where are you?

(GROANS) Mom... I...

Shh, shh. shh.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

(HOWLING IN DISTANCE)

(HOWLING CONTINUES)

(DOOR RATTLING)

James... what are you doing?

I'm building a case. It's all here.

Stop.

Proof.

Stop.

We're in danger, Patrick.

I was mauled by a dog. Jacob almost d*ed.

I barely escaped being b*rned to death.

Those were accidents. Those were not accidents!

None of these were accidents.

Something horrible is going on out there.

And... and everyone's just burying their g*dd*mn heads in the sand.

He's gotta be stopped.

Honey, you're losing it.

Daddy, are the monsters coming back?

Hey, go to your room, buddy. Everything's okay.

No, no, no, Jacob, come here. Come here, come here.

Listen. Listen to me. (PANTING)

Everything is not okay.

There are monsters, but I'm gonna protect you from them.

Hey, hey.

He almost d*ed. He needs to know why.

We're going to my brother's house. Come on. Come on.

(WHISPERS) The Devil did it.

What? (GASPS)

Hey. Hey, come on.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

(ENGINE STARTS)

(VEHICLE DEPARTS)

Patrick!

Jacob!

(DOG SNARLING AND BARKING)

Aah!

(PANTING)

Veronica: Aah!

(SCREAMING)

Please!

Please!

Somebody help me!

(CRYING)

(CRUCIFIX THUDS)

(VERONICA BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GROANS)

Come on.

(GROANS)

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

(WHISPERS) Okay. Okay.

(GROANS)

Come on.

(WHISPERS) Stop.

Stop.

(GRUNTS)

(SPEAKING LATIN)

(GROANING)

(GASPING)

(COUGHS AND GASPS)

(PANTING) Please. Please, stop.

(GASPING)

(GRUNTS)

(KISSES)

(WEAKLY) Please, stop.

Stop. (GRUNTS)

(WHISPERS) Okay.

(VERONICA GROANING)

(GASPS AND GRUNTS)

Okay.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

Okay. Come on. Come on.

(GROANS)

(GRETA SPEAKING LATIN)

Hey.

(CONTINUES SPEAKING LATIN)

If I die, this... This passes on to another.

Even with all my experience, I don't claim to understand the workings of spirits.

Put your faith in Christ.

It is time.

You must be reborn. The demon...

Don't do this.

Must be in the Earth, closer to Hell.

Hey, no, no! No! No!

No! Hey, hey, hey, please. Let go!

When you arise, you can be reborn!

Pull me back up now! No!

It will fall away!

Christ promises the Resurrection!

No, no! No!

You will be saved.

(SCREAMING)

(LABORED BREATHING)

(DAMIEN SCREAMING IN DISTANCE)

Okay. Okay, come on. Over here.

(GRUNTS AND GROANS)

Okay. Listen to me, look... you're gonna be okay.

Stay here, okay?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(DAMIEN SCREAMS)

(SCREAMING)

Christ promises the Resurrection.

You will be saved.

(PANTING)

(SPEAKING LATIN)

(SCREAMS)

Hey!

(CONTINUES SPEAKING LATIN)

Amen.

All: Amen.

(GRETA SPEAKING LATIN)

(VOICE ECHOING)

(SCREAMING)

(KELLY SCREAMS)

(CREATURE GROWLS AND HISSES)

(SNARLING)

(GASPS) Aah!

(HISSING)

Hey!

(GROWLING AND SNARLING)

(SCREAMING)

(SHRIEKS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(INSECTS CHIRPING)

(INHALES SHARPLY)

(VARIOUS ANIMAL SOUNDS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(DOGS HOWLING IN DISTANCE)

(VARIOUS ANIMAL SOUNDS)

(GRUNTS)

Aah!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Aah!

(SCREAMING)

(GASPING)

Aah!

(SCREAMING)

(GAGGING)

(BRANCHES CRUNCHING)

(GASPS)

(CRYING)

(LATCH CLANKS, DOOR CREAKS)

(CHILD GIGGLES)

(SWITCH CLICKS)

(SWITCH CLICKS)

(JACOB'S VOICE, WARPED) Daddy, help me. Daddy.

Jacob?

(DOOR CREAKING)

Daddy, help me. They're hurting me.

Who? Who's hurting you? Are you here, Jacob?

Daddy.

Jacob?

(INDISTINCT WHISPER AND GROWL)

Daddy, help me.

Jacob?

(INDISTINCT WHISPER)

(GROWLING)

(INDISTINCT WHISPERING)

(GROWLING)

Daddy. Daddy.

(WHISPERING CONTINUES)

(LOUD GROWL)

(GROWLING)

Daddy, help me.

Aah!

(EVIL LAUGHTER)

(GROWLING)

(SCREAMING)

No, no!

(NUNS CHANTING IN LATIN)

(GROWLING)

(WARPED VOICES) Son of Night, your name is death, And Hell will... (SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

(WARPED SCREAMS)

(SCREAMING)

Ann's voice: The Power wants what it wants.

Your spirit and life will cease to exist.

Man's warped voice: The Beast...

(SCREAMING)

(NUNS CONTINUE CHANTING IN LATIN)

Simone: Damien!

Stop!

What have you done?

Greta: This is God's work. Do not interfere!

(GROWLING)

(SCREAMING)

(DOGS HOWLING IN DISTANCE)

(HEAD LAMP CLATTERS)

(BLADE ZINGS)

(SPEAKING LATIN)

(GRUNTS) Aah!

(ANIMAL HOWLS IN DISTANCE)

(PANTING)

(SQUISH)

(GROANS)

(GROANING AND GASPING)

Uhh! (PANTING)

(CONTINUES GASPING)

(LABORED BREATHING)