Seventy million circumcisions every year.
That they report. And that's just in this country.
Think about that.
You know what, Cassidy? I don't want to.
Seventy million baby boys' foreskins, right?
Severed, harvested, piled up.
Shoveled into bloody warehouses,
and you don't wanna know what they're using them for.
Who's the "they," Cassidy?
The oligarchs.
It's big business.
Hey, this guy of yours we're gonna go see, what's his deal?
Mike's an old family friend.
If we're looking for God, seems like a good place to start.
So, he's like a God detective, right?
Like, some kind of spirit tracker,
bounty hunter kind of family friend?
He's a religious scholar.
Just reads a lot.
Huh.
Well, that sounds like a fun place to start.
Skin grafts. Skin grafts.
We know they're putting foreskin in skin grafts.
It was on the Oprah Winfrey Show.
And they're putting it into the face creams you all use, the girls.
Hold up. They do not put foreskins in face creams.
Yes, they do. It helps bloody collagen or something like that.
Cassidy, that is a lie.
You'd feel those itty-bitty foreskins on you.
What you feel is smoother, younger-seeming skin. See?
And that's how they hook you. Just gotta think about it.
- You do have nice skin. - Shut up.
This is such a bad song.
Shite.
Come on, Eileen...
Bollocks, I just lit this.
How fast were you going?
Ninety-seven.
It's cool.
I'll just pull over
and do my Afghan war vet thing.
Yeah, you could do that.
Seriously?
It's up to you.
We're low on gas.
Don't do it then.
I love a car chase.
Come on, Eileen
Oh, I swear What he means
At this moment
You mean everything
You in that dress Oh, I swear, I confess
Verge on dirty
Come on, Eileen
And you'll hum this tune forever
Come on, Eileen
Oh, I swear What he means
At this moment
You mean everything
You in that dress
My thoughts, I confess
Verge on dirty
Come on, Eileen
It's a good song.
Yeah. It's all right.
- You happy now? - Getting there.
You're cute.
Wanna go out some time?
I'd like that.
Get out of the car!
There's gonna be a plan, right?
Sure.
All right, freak.
Drop the grass and the umbrella, right now.
Mmm-hmm.
But I need the umbrella, otherwise I burst into flames, see?
Drop the umbrella. Now!
All right, well...
All right, let me just get me thing...
No, hands! Hands!
- Let me see your hands! - Just relax.
- I'm just gonna grab me sunscreen. - Let me see!
I just wanna grab my...
Give me your hands!
You bastard!
- Keep your hands in there. - Hey, be careful, be careful.
- Thanks ever so much. - 'Course. Anytime.
Nice bloke.
What the hell are you doing?
But he said he'd catch fire.
Idiot...
Guess he was telling the truth about needing that umbrella, huh?
Come on out here, boy.
Wanna ask y'all some questions, out here in the sunshine.
No, no, no.
- Don't. Don't. - Stop.
Holster your guns.
- The hell'd you just say? - Shut your mouth!
Step over there.
You.
Gas up our car.
You.
Mace your balls.
You two hold hands.
And you,
recite The Yellow Rose of Texas.
There's a yellow rose of Texas
I'm going down to see
No other soldier knows her
No soldier, only me
She cried so when I left her
It like to broke her heart
And if I ever meet her We never more will part
No, I don't like that.
Like what?
That thing of yours. That thing that made me kiss you.
Genesis.
Whatever. I don't like it.
You rather we just shoot our way out of this?
Be fair at least.
That thing ain't even fun.
It's kind of fun.
Something that gets in your head
like some kind of smoky brain hand,
and makes you do things? Uh-uh.
- "Smoky brain hand?" - Whatever.
Look, my point is, how would you like it?
Get Cassidy and let's go.
Everybody, down!
Sniper! We're in the open.
Smoke!
Cease fire!
Help!
You talk about your Clementine
Stay down!
God damn it!
- What kind of gun is that? - I don't know.
Maybe I'll make him tell me.
Time to go.
I'm not leaving my car.
Where's Cassidy?
I'm not leaving my car, Jesse!
Then you better siphon some gas.
Siphon? With what?
How about that?
- No way. - It's up to you.
I gotta find Cassidy.
- Ready to go? - Yes, please.
Go! Go, go, go!
I gotta get the taste out.
My Lord.
What the heck you folks get into out there?
Is that...
Is that intestine?
All right, I'm gonna call the cops right now!
There's no cops left!
That son of a bitch shot them all.
We don't want any more trouble.
So why don't you just pretend we weren't here.
Mmm-mmm.
Here.
Trust me.
Hello.
Come here, you little beauty.
Still no reports of survivors
in the blast that destroyed a small Texas town.
Authorities are calling the explosion...
Hi.
All right.
I got bottled water... Juice, some, uh...
Yoo-hoo and hot sauce.
Hello?
All right. I'm ready. Let's go.
Fine.
Did you see that back there?
It was like we weren't even there.
- Everyone okay? - Sure.
What the hell happened up there? Was that us or the cops?
We didn't do anything. Why would anybody wanna shoot at us?
Have you not been paying attention?
Your boyfriend's got a bloody superpower.
There's all kinds of folks gonna be coming out after that.
"Superpower." Please.
No offense to our superhero and his superpower,
but maybe we just showed up at the wrong place at the wrong time.
We're in Texas.
They pretty much grow dumbass crazy here.
I don't know. Padre, what do you think?
We have a job to do.
If I see him again, I'll deal with him.
But for now we keep going.
Unlucky start is all.
That's what it is.
That's what it is. It's an unlucky start.
Nothing but smooth-ish sailing from here on out, Padre.
- Hey, Cass? - What?
You got some cat fur.
Oh. Thanks.
Ginger?
Where'd you get to, girl?
Preacher?
He wasn't here.
Preacher?
I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
He wasn't here.
Open.
Sorry?
Your mouth.
Oh, God.
No.
You guys wait here.
Mike can be...
I'll be right back.
Oh, yeah. Getting a real religious scholar vibe here.
Maybe he's between schools.
Whatever.
I just wanna take a shower.
Keep finding bits of...
I don't know what in my hair.
What?
Nothing.
Tulip, I feel bad.
- About what? - About Jesse.
I don't like keeping secrets from me mate.
I didn't know.
I didn't know you and him were a...
When me and you, you know, when we...
Look, I just... I say we tell him.
I really... I think he will understand.
Okay. I'mma try not to exaggerate here, Cassidy.
But out of all the stupid things you've ever said,
that is the stupidest.
I doubt that's true.
Listen to me, Cassidy.
You wanna feel really bad?
Go tell him we had sex.
See what your mate does then.
'Cause you don't know him like I do.
I know he saved my life more than once, all right?
And I know he tries to do the right thing.
More than most people do.
Sure, Jesse's got sides to him.
A good side, a fun side, the boring Bible side,
but he's got a whole other side.
A deep-down side.
Sure, we all got sides.
Me, I got tons of them.
Might be the most many-sided person you ever met.
Would you hush?
What is that?
Hello?
- Hello? - Hello?
Yes! Hello! I'm here.
Thank God. Quick. Phone. Give me a phone.
Before he comes back. Hurry, my phone. There's no time.
Give me a phone before he comes...
Leave her.
Excuse me? Who is this?
That's Ashleigh.
Please. I'm begging. Please. Please!
Come on.
You don't hear her as much inside.
None of our business.
Pleasure meeting you, Ashleigh.
I'm sorry.
No, please, just let me use your phone, please!
So, bathroom's in there, if you need.
My wife used to tidy, but she died.
Please! I can't take much more of this!
Young lady, that's enough.
I have house guests. Do I need to call your parents?
No, Mike. Sorry.
All right. Living room.
That's Eddie the dog. He used to bite, but then he got old.
Can I ask a question that isn't about the dog
and the different rooms?
She wants to know about the girl.
Well, parishioners need help with their urges...
Drugs, sex, Twitter...
They come to me.
So someone comes to you for help and you put them in a cage?
A covered cage. That's right.
To curb their urges.
Am I the only one who thinks that's, like, psychotic?
No. I was wondering the exact same thing.
Why not just lock her in a cellar?
You could chain her to the bloody wall or something like that.
Covered cage works best is why.
Now, anyone else I never met before
want to tell me how to minister?
So...
I know you didn't come all this way to show off my manners.
No.
What then?
I'm afraid I have some bad news.
Obviously.
Okay. Spit it out.
It's about God.
Come on. There's whiskey.
He's gone.
You sure?
Somehow I'm not surprised.
These past few weeks,
every time I prayed...
He didn't answer.
And now I know why.
God's gone.
Missing is what they said.
Most likely walking the Earth.
This angel said?
That you commanded with your power?
Genesis, that's right.
Meaning what? Missing where?
Well, you're the scholar.
We're asking you.
You know, when I was a young man studying in Mesopotamia,
I came across a map that claimed to foretell
the Almighty's whereabouts if He ever walked the Earth.
Mesopotamia? Where's that?
I don't know, but it sounds like just the thing, doesn't it?
Are you kids high right now?
No.
Not in a covered cage kind of a way, we're not.
Idiots. There's no map.
But something you've read? Something in your library?
No.
Nothing in all these books?
Books?
You call Heaven on an angel phone
to discover God's gone to roam the Earth?
What book is that exactly?
All right. All right.
So, something you've seen or heard?
Someone you talked to?
I said no.
And I've said it about every which way I can think of.
Look, I'm sorry.
I know you had your hopes up.
But that's why there's whiskey.
Can I just have my phone for five minutes, please?
Just to post something on Instagram.
Just say your prayers like I told you.
No one wants to see photos of a sick girl in a dark cage.
I think you'd be surprised, actually, mate.
Hush your mouth.
Can you refill my water dish then?
Give me a sec.
He seems really nice.
Yep. A nice waste of time.
Maybe.
What you got there?
Your parents.
- Mike married them. - Let's have a look.
John Custer and Christina...
L'Angelle.
She was beautiful.
Is she...
A long time ago.
There's just the three of them.
Where's the rest of the family?
Mike was pretty much the only family my father had.
On your mom's side, the...
L'Angelle.
L'Angelles, where were they?
They weren't invited.
That Internet is a soul killer.
Stay clear of it if you can.
You spending the night?
- Is that okay? - Yeah.
Eddie and I'll take the couch.
You can have my room.
Wait, I'm sorry, um...
Thanks for having us and all,
but don't you have, like, a guest room?
- I'm sorry. - Mmm-hmm.
It's cozy. Isn't it?
Now, look.
I know this is your first night together in quite a while,
so I'd imagine you have plans of a romantic nature.
- It's fine. - No, Jess. I just...
- I hate to be a third wheel. - No, you're not.
No. Listen, in Ireland, when you're poor,
you got your folks, they're shagging away
right on top of you like lunatics, practically.
- Hmm. - Yeah.
The grunting, rocking back and forth. The smells.
You learn to sleep through it.
- Right. - I'm not gonna be an issue.
It's not a problem for me.
- Thanks, Cass. - All right.
I think we're all tired anyway.
Right?
Yep.
Right.
Rumor is I'm a bit of a snorer,
so if it gets vexatious, just give me a nudge.
You expecting someone?
Just the stars.
You ever consider that if the good Lord's gone missing,
maybe He's got a reason?
Yeah, and I wanna hear it.
Maybe He has a good reason.
Maybe He's in trouble.
Maybe something went wrong.
Maybe He needs help.
Maybe we can help Him.
What if I don't like His reason?
If I find out He's left us here all alone to pick up His mess?
I'm gonna hold that son of a bitch to account.
Don't you blaspheme.
Your daddy heard you talking like that?
"Hold Him to account." That right? You and what army?
I don't need an army. I have Genesis.
Show me. Go on.
Otherwise, for all I know, you've just lost your mind.
Break something.
Jesus.
Before my daddy died,
if you wanna talk about my daddy...
Right before he died, he said
big things would be coming for me.
Said it like it was a promise of some future calling.
For the longest time, I didn't know what he meant by that.
For a while, I thought maybe he meant Annville, the church.
This is it.
This is my call.
I'm gonna find Him, Mike.
Whether you help me or not.
What you got there?
I ran into a woman, few weeks back.
Parishioner of mine.
I had her out in the garage a couple of times.
Booze, pills.
But she'd been sober a while, or so I thought.
I found her looking pale as a ghost, trembling.
I ask her, "What's wrong?"
And she told me God Himself had just been in.
So I assumed she was back on the bottle.
But now?
Looking back on it?
She was pale as a ghost.
That's her card?
It's sort of a dance hall down in Kimble County.
Right.
Maybe she can help.
So I guess we just drive down to Kimble County
and ask to talk to this "Tammy."
Can't be that easy.
No, son. I'm sure it won't be.
You broke my door and my dog.
What the hell else do you want?
Preacher.
I'm the only preacher here.
There's whiskey.
- Sit. - Where is he?
He cut out for Dodge City first light.
Join up with Wyatt Earp.
Where is he?
Georgia. Midnight train.
Where is he?
He's on his way to San Antone, to cornhole your mother, the whore.
You know who I am?
You're the...
Yeah. I've heard about you.
So, you know I can make you tell me.
And you know that knife that you're holding in your hand
won't stop me asking.
No.
But it'll stop me from saying.
God came here?
That's what Mike said.
I think this is just a cover.
Hide in plain sight kind of thing.
Outside, it's a strip club,
inside, old chaps wearing robes, smoking bloody pipes and that.
Or, even better, it's just a normal strip club.
All right.
I'm gonna go and have a look 'round. See what I can find out.
I'm gonna look for Tammy.
Mmm-hmm.
Hey.
What's going on?
You haven't heard? Whole town blew up.
What town?
Come on. She's in back.
Yeah?
They're asking for you.
Not again.
Tell the Bishop no more church events.
Not after what happened last time.
- What happened last time? - I don't know what that means.
You're not from the diocese?
No.
Doug, I got hands in Room Three.
We're looking for God.
Aren't we all?
Mike told us you might have seen Him.
I know a lot of Mikes.
A lot of Mikes that put you in a covered cage?
Oh.
That Mike. Yeah, that Mike thinks I'm crazy.
Not after we talked to him.
He thinks that maybe you saw God.
"Saw God."
Yeah.
Now I think he's crazy.
Tammy, your hand's shaking.
I think maybe you saw God, too.
Well, on account of Mike and that cage that saved my life,
I'll tell you this much. But that's it, you understand?
Close the door.
God was here.
He came in a couple times a few months ago.
He sat in the back, kept to himself.
Asked the band to play Walk to the Peak.
Guess it was His favorite.
Other than that? He was a customer.
A customer?
- Really? - No, I lied. He was a dancer.
What was He like?
What did God look like?
What was He doing here?
Let me ask you a question, Preacher.
What do you want from Him?
We just have a few questions.
"Questions?" The arrogance.
God won't answer them.
- He might. - No, He won't.
He'll turn His head and stare through you like glass.
You'll feel so naked and terrified, you'll shit yourself.
But He won't answer your questions.
Customer confidentiality is a priority here at She-She.
So, help yourself to a fistful of peanuts on the way out, huh?
So, Genesis.
I can use it on her, right?
Hm, I don't know.
What's not to know? This is textbook.
She is being a dick and her hair is stupid,
but I think Genesis should be a last-resort kind of thing.
Doug? Hello? Do you copy?
Come into my office, please.
We're asking questions, she's not answering them.
Now she's calling Doug.
Seems pretty last-resort if you ask me.
No, you're being lazy.
If you want answers, just beat them out of her.
I'm not gonna beat her. She's an old lady.
She ain't that old. I'll do it if you want.
Doug. I need you in my office.
At least let me ask what God was doing here.
Why do all men come to these dumb-ass places?
First time it's for the girls.
And if they come back, it's for one girl in particular.
He fell in love? With who?
I told you what I was gonna tell you, now get the hell out of here.
I'm guessing it's the trashy blonde.
Doug. Damn it.
Doug, you idiot.
Quit your fooling around and get in here.
I really want to use it on her.
What are your specific objections?
My specific objections are that it's mind invasion.
I am not down with that.
What if I use it on her and erase her mind after?
That way she'll forget the invasion feeling.
Doug!
She is really irritating. Fine.
So, Tammy.
I'm gonna do something to you.
You ain't doing shit!
- Hey. Calm down. - Anybody tries to hurt me...
I will stab their eyes out.
Tammy, please.
Doug! Doug! Help me!
Get in here!
Tammy. Tammy, it's fine. It's fine. No one's gonna hurt you.
No.
Damn.
No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Damn it.
I'm sorry, Tammy, but you're gonna need to tell me.
Who was God coming to see here?
Who was God's girl?
God didn't come for the girls, you idiot.
He came for the jazz.
The jazz?
I hope you find him, Preacher.
You will shit yourself.
Woah.
You're in trouble now.
Look, now, for me, I really like the disruption of the Taurus.
- No. You wanna stop something quick? - Okay, yeah.
- It's the Springfield, okay? - The Springfield?
- You're good to go. - Come on.
Move.
- Sorry. - What the hell were you thinking?
You can touch the girls for three seconds and everybody knows it.
It's industry standard. There's a three-second rule.
That's for food, Cassidy. You got a lady shot.
No, I didn't shoot anybody. That was Douglas, not me.
Enough!
We've been over it.
Let's go to bed.
Hey. Did we get anything out of her? Any leads before she was...
We learned we're on God's trail.
Great! That's good, isn't it?
Right there on His trail. That's progress, though, right?
Right?
Good night, Cassidy.
Padre.
Padre, I'm sorry.
I won't let you down again, all right?
- See you tomorrow. - All right.
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