Lo tenía.
Le tenía con las manos en la masa.
Pero no le quiere con las manos en la masa, Herr Starr.
Usted quería hacerlo sufrir.
¿Sí?
Asi que...
vamos a hacer sufrir.
Quiero tallarle una vagina en la cabeza.
Creo que cae bajo la categoría de "sufrimiento".
A vagina!
Con el debido respeto, mi Señor.
Pero ¿qué es lo que desea?
Sí.
La gran pregunta del universo ...
Bueno, por un lado, lo que quiero ...
es saber qué está haciendo mi hijo.
Jesús se espera pronto.
Él está representando el cielo en la conferencia ...
No él. El otro.
El gracioso.
Al que usted llama ... "Humperdoo."
Oh si.
Bien...
eso es un apodo, un término de afecto ...
¿Como está él?
Prosperando bajo su cuidado, tengo confianza.
Bueno.
Lo vi esta mañana.
Buen humor, como siempre.
Bueno.
Dios, me encanta ese chico.
Sí, él es, uh ... algo más.
Él es integral.
Para todos de la misma. A todo.
Sí, por supuesto.
Haga su parte, Allfather,
y usted ganará su recompensa que perdido hace mucho tiempo ...
? Mm, hmm?
? Ah, no, nah nah?
? Ah, ha, mm, hmm?
? B, b, eh, eh?
Visage ex cónyuge.
Hermoso e inmaculado.
Eso es lo que quiere, ¿verdad?
Mira hacia atrás.
Vamos a tallar una vagina ...
en el alma de Jesse Custer.
¿Su alma?
Tener fe, Allfather.
Mi gran diseño es en el trabajo,
y que va a ser hermoso.
Les habla su capitan.
Parece que hemos dado una mala racha
o algo.
Por favor, abróchense los cinturones de seguridad y tratar de mantener la calma.
Whoo-hoo-hoo!
Bueno, eso fue suerte.
Que lo mejor que tienes?
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"¿Sabe usted lo que usted parece a mí,
con su buen bolso y sus zapatos baratos?
Te ves como un paleto ".
Estás en un nuevo estado de ánimo.
Sí, bueno, nada como un paseo agradable a levantar el ánimo.
O un rollo, si se quiere.
Vampiro por venir. Tres minutos.
Entendido.
- Espera por favor. - ¿Qué es esto?
Emisario acaba de llegar.
Ninguna mierda. ¿Cúal?
¿Cielo o infierno?
Mierda.
No es el cielo.
¿Has visto ... Debería haber tomado una foto.
Hoo, muchacho, ¿eh?
la carne de gallina, ¿verdad?
Ahora escucha. Ahora, eso es el verdadero mal.
No un canibal de película reduce cabezas
que se supone que da miedo
Porque él puede 'entrar en tu mente.'
No, el viejo Adolf, cuando quiso entrar en tu mente,
él simplemente te quebró el cráneo, lo abrió y se lo llevó.
Estoy en lo cierto?
Oh, ¿qué es esta mierda ahora?
Yo!
¡Oye!
¿Dónde están?
- ¿Quien? - Quien. Ah, eres divertida.
¿Adónde fueron?
Ah, se refiere a los tíos de guardia?
- Sí. - Sí, he matado.
¿Sabías? ¿Con que? Su boca inteligente?
Cogí la cerradura con una pluma de ángel,
entonces espeté sus cuellos
antes de que tuvieran la oportunidad de gritar.
Déjeme decirle, obtener su divertido ahora.
Porque cuando lleguemos a Bensonhurst?
No es nadie que va a estar riendo.
¡Oh, mierda!
¿Dónde vas, Frankie?
Qué estás haciendo'?
¡No! ¡Venga! ¡Así no!
¡Así no! ¡Así no!
No! No!
Foto!
- ¡Oh ho! - Esto no está bien.
Frankie, Frankie, Frankie, escúchame.
¡Franco! Establecerse.
Los corderos están a punto de dejar de gritar'.
Eh?
Lo siento por el atraco allí, caballeros.
Vampiro Comin' en tres minutos.
Amigo, estamos muertos!
No nos vamos a morir! ¡Créeme!
Hitler estaba equivocado!
¡¿Qué?!
Hitler estaba equivocado!
Sólo sobrevivió el accidente del avión sin un rasguño!
¡Es un milagro!
Usted piensa ahora poco una diminuta de la lluvia
Eso nos va a detener?
- ¡No lo siento! - Estamos perdidos en el mar!
el vuelo no registrado, no hay transpondedores, no hay instrumentos.
En comparación con una tormenta eléctrica oeste de Texas,
esto no es nada!
Sólo tenemos que mantener una actitud positiva.
Oh hombre.
¿Cuál es el punto de? Sólo vamos a morir de todos modos.
Vamos a llegar a Australia, de una manera u otra,
por lo que cortar su lloriqueo!
Y ser positivo!
¡Tienes razón!
Entonces, ¿qué diablos estamos aquí para gabbing, eh ?!
Vamos a bail!
Usted sólo va a sentarse allí de lavarse el pelo,
o vas a tirar un poco de agua?
- Cristo! - el personal de atención, ferrocarril,
la clase punto de presión incapacitante
está empezando en cinco minutos.
¿Donde esta ella?
¿Ella quien?
Sabes quién. Tulipán.
Bueno, he conocido un par de tulipanes en mi tiempo.
Y un puñado de Daisys y una sola rosa.
¿Qué Tulip podría ser que buscando a?
La estúpida.
She blew off her boyfriend and came back here.
I'm bettin' for no good reason than to save your bony ass.
Why would she do that?
Like I said, she's really stupid.
You're right.
She's super stupid.
But I haven't seen her.
You, mop up Frankie.
The rest of you, let's get him back downstairs.
Rail personnel, any harvesting teams,
you have a 20-minute window to retrieve your organs.
You.
Come with me.
Make sure those are tight.
Don't want our bait wriggling off the hook.
You call this tight?
I can still feel me fingers, boys.
Ah.
Not for long.
Now we wait.
So, how was Bensonhurst?
I can't believe she came back for me.
Oh, that's wonderful.
Wait. Who?
- Tulip. - Oh, blessed girl.
Oh. Never doubted her.
'Course she came back.
And she's gonna keep comin' back.
What's the problem with that?
The Emissary requires a personal valet.
Mm-hmm.
You do not look him in the eye.
You do not speak to him unless spoken to.
No selfies, no autographs.
Sir?
I just remembered.
I have a ton of work to do down in the prison area,
and my supervisor's probably freaking out as we speak.
How about I go down there and sort all that out
and then come back to the... Emissary Suite,
which sounds cool, by the way.
I just don't want to abandon my duties, sir.
So, what do you think?
I think that for over 1,900 years,
Grail disciples have sacrificed,
preparing themselves for the rewards
that will be brought forth
by this summit between Heaven and Hell.
And by the man in this room.
For anyone to refuse the honor
of playing even the smallest part in its apotheosis
would be so incomprehensible to me that I could only explain it
as... treasonous.
Right.
Hmm.
Nice.
Don't talk, don't speak, no selfies, and don't touch.
Yeah, you said that.
But if he touches you?
You should respond positively.
Hey.
Jesus.
Oh, it's not the doin', it's the tryin', I always say.
Shut your hole, Birdman! Christ!
To be free as a bird. To roost and preen and hunt.
Love bound to hatchlings as I return again and again
with regurgitated insect scraps.
Shut your hole.
Fer like a minute. I dare ya.
No problem.
How long was that?
It was like six seconds.
Felt like forever.
Where's your girlfriend? She comin'?
She's not my girlfriend.
- Yeah, right. - She isn't.
I can't believe she came back for me.
You almost goobered into your galoshes, my man.
It's my mate's girlfriend.
Forbidden love? The best.
It's not love, you bastard, all right?
It... It's her pigheadedness.
They've got me.
She doesn't like it, so she's comin' to get me.
And... And that's it. And they know it.
They know she's comin'.
When she does...
...well, they're gonna kill her.
That's a grievous turn of events.
Your forbidden love wandering into a trap
like a mouse to the cheese...
a trap you're responsible for setting,
if we're being honest.
What to do? What to do?
I tell you what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna break out of these, and then I'm gonna kill you.
Oh.
Yeah.
Would you look at that sun?
93 million miles away, and you can still feel it.
Yep.
That's gonna work.
Hoo boy!
It's a good thing you told me not to bring pants.
My legs can really feel it now.
Jesus.
Where's that first-aid kit?
Yeah, first aid would be great.
An aspirin or... or a shot of morphine, maybe,
or even a bone saw would be welcome.
Or you know what we could do?
We could... We catch some fish and...
and just fry them up on my thighs.
Let me think.
You know what? That's a good idea.
Now, thinking is like the answer to everything.
- Could you be quiet? - Good idea.
Yeah. Let's, uh...
Let's just take in the silence...
the sweet serenity of the sea.
Stop being positive!
Oh, my God!
Oh! Holy...
Oh, son of a...
Feel no pain!
That's so cool.
We're maybe gonna die out here, huh?
No, we're not gonna die.
Listen to me.
What's your name?
- Steve. - Steve.
All right, Steve, well...
you know, this whole thing, your legs, the plane crash,
it's all just a test from God.
Like the prophets of old.
He doesn't want to kill us.
He just wants to see what we're made of.
And we're gonna show Him. Okay?
What if I don't believe in God?
Well, I wouldn't blame you for that.
You don't need to believe in Him.
Just believe in me.
Okay.
I mean, you got us this far, right?
You're to be my valet.
Yeah. Uh...
Thing is, uh, I don't really know a whole lot
about, um, valet-ing, but he said they're short staffed...
well, we're short staffed, The Grail is.
Yeah, I'm... I'm to be it.
I will be valet-ing you.
What's your name?
Marnie. Pomerantz.
I'm Jesus Christ.
W-What?
Marnie. You're in trouble.
Uh, do you mind?
Oh. Yeah.
Allfather.
Your Grace.
Masada is at your disposal.
Food court, gym, steam, sauna.
There's a chapel... somewhere.
Your counterpart from Hell has also just arrived.
- I imagine... - Allfather...
your ear.
It looks like...
Nothing to concern yourself about.
Surgeon assures me it's on the mend.
Ah.
Well. If there's nothing else?
You're a most gracious host, Allfather.
Do I know you?
No. Sir.
Your face is familiar.
Uh...
Maybe you've, uh... Maybe you've seen me in the food court.
No.
I know you.
Allfather.
When do I get to meet my Child?
My descendent. Flesh of my flesh.
I hear he's quite a dancer.
Oh, indeed.
Fear not, your Grace.
When the time is right,
I'm certain you will have a glorious introduction.
Until then, your Grace.
See?
You are in trouble.
Jesus is asking after "his Child."
Oh.
How are we progressing with the clone replacement?
Of course we don't even have an air date yet,
but would he be presentable?
No one can know we lost him. Understand? No one!
Of course.
I'll make sure the replacement is ready if need be.
Something else on your mind, sir?
No.
Permission to speak freely, sir.
I can't help but notice a certain...
languidness in you as of late, sir.
As your sworn confidante, I would be remiss in my duties
to not remind you that, despite these recent setbacks,
you are still the sole and sovereign Allfather.
The full force of The Grail at your disposal.
The world at your fingertips.
And from where I stand,
while things may seem at their darkest,
in my humble opinion, you are, in fact, sitting pretty.
Presentation packet on your desk, sir.
I'll leave you to it.
Sitting pretty.
Make sure you tie off the knot.
Ah.
Then...
...make the backstay tight.
Ah.
All we need now is some wind.
Ha ha!
Oh-ho.
Where the hell'd you learn how to do that?
Girl I know. She's good at this kind of thing.
Damn.
Ah, this is nothin'.
I once saw her build a land mine
out of a lawnmower and root beer.
Yeah?
All I need is a woman who knows how to iron a dress shirt
- and I'll marry her. - Oh, shit. Your arm!
My... My hand.
When it was dangling in the water, a shark must've...
How'd I not feel it?
'Cause I told you not to.
That's better.
I mean, it looks like it should really hurt.
Hey.
Here's the plan.
We're gonna sail to that beach in Australia.
We're gonna get a bunch of beers, a couple of nice steaks.
We're gonna sit in the sun, and we're gonna get you fixed up.
That is the plan, right?
Oh, you son of a bitch!
I see what you're doin'.
This is between me and you! Not him!
He's gonna die out here unless you cut this shit
and do somethin' right now!
What'd He say?
He said, "Soon."
Oh, good.
Sooner is probably better than later.
Sorry I lied before.
You seem like a super-nice person.
Obviously.
Well, you seem like a nice person, too, Marnie.
Actually, my name's Tulip. I lied about that, too.
I'm sorry.
I see.
Look...
I didn't mean to get you involved
in all my sh... my stuff.
So, I'm... I'm just gonna get outta here.
To your friend?
Uh-huh.
The one who's in trouble?
Maybe I can help you?
Oh, uh...
That's, like, really cool of you, Jesus, but, um...
What is it, my child?
You don't think that I can help?
This isn't a turn-the-other-cheek
kind of thing.
Okay? This is a jailbreak.
Things are gonna get ugly.
They're gonna get violent.
Possibly deadly.
Oh, my.
Yeah.
So, no, I don't think you can help.
We'll see.
I need to go to the bathroom.
- Shh! - Shh!
I'm sorry. I really need to go.
- Shh! - Shh!
- Shh! - Chill.
Shut up, man. She'll kill you.
If I knew we were gonna be here this long...
Unh!
Idiot.
What'd I tell you?
Okay. I went in my pants.
Shh!
Jesus?
Jesus.
What a pleasant surprise. Can we help you?
I'm here to bless the prisoners.
Prisoners?
This is the dungeon, yes?
You must have prisoners.
This is a dungeon, my lord. Masada has many.
In fact, there's one in the North Wing.
Mormons and pederasts. They'll be thrilled.
I'll have someone show you the way.
I want to bless the prisoners here.
This... is just a training area.
There are no prisoners here.
I said shut up!
I'm sorry. I can't let you in.
You can do anything you want, my child.
Scale mountains, cross oceans,
crawl through the eye of a needle.
You can live forever.
All you have to do is make way for me.
Jesus.
It's not gonna happen.
What?
It didn't work.
Oh, there you go.
Come on! That's it!
Pop goes the weasel.
Aah!
You could have just untied me.
Yaaah!
Lung cancer heart disease,
being stabbed to death as I sleep by an angry ex-wife.
That's how I thought I'd...
But not in a raft...
with no hand and no pants.
I came out of a blackout once with no pants on.
Being chased by the Rodriguez Brothers.
I promise you, I'd take this situation every day.
I should've had more sex with strangers.
I mean, I had sex with a lot, but I should've had more.
I think I'm ready for this test to be over.
Soon.
I'm ready.
I've done a lot of bad things in my life.
I've been mean and selfish.
I've been married four times.
Three times for the money.
But I'm done with all that.
I believe in you now.
Save me, God.
- Use your superpower and save me. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
I'm not God.
But I saw what you can do.
Genesis does not work like that.
- Use your power and save me. - Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Save me, God.
You promised I wouldn't die!
Please save me!
- Promised! - Do not die.
Live.
Oh, God.
Oh, God, the power.
You... You lied.
- Jesus. - It's a trap.
There are soldiers with guns and they're waiting for you.
Waiting's over.
My child, this is madness.
Please. Let's find another way.
I don't know any other way.
Worship me.
What?
Kneel.
Jesus.
Come on! What's the holdup?
Excuse us, your Grace.
Some of us have jobs.
On your feet! Let's go!
Hey. What happened?
Prisoner. He's gone.
What do you think happened here?
He got himself out.
So... what do you do now?
Get outta here, go find Cass.
He's probably half wasted somewhere already.
Then what?
Then...
Whatever the hell I want.
Can I come?
When the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable,
and the mortal with immortality,
then the saying that was written comes true...
"Death has been swallowed up in victory.
Where, O, death, is your victory?
Where, O, death, is your sting?"
You know what?
You're an asshole.
I could get in real trouble here, sir.
Luger.
Okay, you got five minutes.
Mein Gott.
Look at you.
They say you have a talent, My Lord.
But I would like to see it for myself, ja?
Huh?
Now...
Let's start with a bouncy one, shall we?
Ja?
Ein, zwei, ein, zwei, drei, vier!
_
Okay.
So...
_
Crikey!
Did you just crawl through the center of the Earth, mate?
I would've thought that was physically...
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