Preacher

- He's my son, too. - Get back in the kitchen,

- or so help me... - Or what? You'll hit me again?

Oh, please, I squeezed your arm.

Son, let's go.

Son, there are times in a man's life

when he's gotta do things he don't wanna do.

- This is one of them. - You don't got to do this, Abe.

- Please, don't do it. - Go back inside!

I swear, Abe, you're wrong about this.

- Is Mama sad? - She'll be all right.

- Stop! - Suffering is a part of life, isn't it?

Yes, Papa.

There ain't nothing in this world that's free.

I mean, you think all this don't come at a price?

No, Papa.

You're a smart boy.

You take after your ma.

Are you sad, Papa?

I'll be all right.

Are we going to suffer?

More than you know.

Stay your hand, Abraham!

God?

I was gonna do it.

I was gonna do it.

I was gonna do it!

I was gonna kill my only son for you!

Indeed you were, my child.

It was a test.

You passed.

I passed?

Come.

I love you so, so much.

Come.

I love you so, so much.

I love you so, so much.

Love you so, so much.

Hello?

- Are you ready? - Phase two.

Let's stir the hornet's nest, shall we?

- See who gets stung. - Yes, good.

Excellent metaphor.

- Is that the guinea pig, my Lord? - No.

How is my boy doing?

Good, he's holding his own.

- Hitler's a tough negotiator, of course... - The Messiah.

The one you call Humperdoo.

How's he doing?

He's doing well.

They just took him to get his feet waxed, otherwise I know he'd love to talk.

Okay, then.

So when do we meet?

Soon. I'll...

I'll call you later.

Great. I'll just sit here and await your...

Where are yougetting these inflated figures from, HerrJesus?

Simple addition. Baptisms and absolutions.

But your father gave them free will here.

Initiate phase two.

Escalate.

Bloody Aussies, bruh.

Keep moving.

It's the Deputy Prime Minister.

G'day, there.

Who's in charge?

The Commissioner.

Well, we want a word with this Commissioner.

Best you pull your bloody head in. Commissioner seems busy.

What do you think this is? Bloody Bushwick?

Besides, there's protocols to follow for all civvies in recourse with coppers.

You need to fill out an MC code, ACIC,

then you come back here in an hour and we'll see about important then.

We want to talk to your commissioner!

Didn't you hear what I just said? You can't...

But we can, missy.

And who the hell are you?

We're the Americans.

No worries, mate, she'll be right.

No, she won't ever be right, mate.

You know, you guys, you botched up a three-year undercover assignment,

you know that? I got tatted up for no reason.

But this one here...

This one, she lost her partner to this Preacher,

and you want to tell her, "It'll be right"?

We had no idea he was of interest to you Yanks.

Everything's of interest to us.

I want everything you got.

I want credit card activity, I want criminal associates,

I want last-known location. This is our case now.

But there is no case. Not anymore.

Your man's dead.

- That's a lie. - No.

Death by gunshot, I got the killer locked up downstairs.

What killer?

What killer?

He's dead.

I shot him.

Bullshit, Eugene.

You wouldn't hurt a fly.

You don't know what people will do.

I've learned that much.

He's one ugly Bruce.

No wonder he's mad at the world.

Yeah, well...

That's just the thing,

he's got a face like an ass but he's really quite a sweet kid.

We found blood on his clothes, powder burn on his hand,

the weapon he used, and he said he did it.

There was no body, so...

So look at him.

My money says we'll find your man

in that arse-faced bastard's stool.

Mmm.

Now, you listen to me.

You may have shot him,

but when he's dead, I will know.

Understand?

'Cause Jesse's alive.

I hope not.

If he is, he's even worse off.

What?

What does that mean?

Where is he?

Eugene, where is he?

Got a gentle touch there, Doc.

What's next? Sponge bath?

We're burning daylight.

I was thinking of sleeping in.

Move.

Drop your weapons and get on your knees.

Just checking.

Where are we going?

To kill God.

Deathbed conversions.

You cannot be serious.

Whoever believes is not condemned,

whoever does not believe is.

So, by your logic,

one could start a world war,

try to exterminate an entire people, level Danzig,

undstill go to Heaven if they repent at the last second?

If they repent, yes.

But that is going to change.

- No, it isn't. - Yes, it is,

or I am taking back the homosexuals.

Well, then, maybe there doesn't need to be an apocalypse after all.

I'm sorry, gentlemen, but we are having the apocalypse.

In fact, it's already underway.

Ja?

- Phase two? - Escalate.

A spark to set the world on fire.

- I love it. - Souls are coming,

in numbers, in bulk.

So, you need to decide which souls are going to Heaven,

and which to Hell.

Chop-chop, then.

Back to work.

Revenge won't bring you peace.

You can be angry,

you can call him

a son of a bitch,

but you can't kill him.

The .44 Walker.

It's the most powerful handgun ever made.

A man can shoot through planets.

I can kill him.

Let's go.

Eat shit.

I said, let's go.

And then I said, "Eat shit."

He took my family, too.

My dad, mom...

They were good people.

A lot better than me and you, that's for sure.

Had a baby, too, once.

Tulip and I.

Dallas, years ago.

All this shit,

suffering and commotion...

You wanna know what the hell? Why?

I do.

I need to know what it means.

Well, I'm not dead,

which means you want me alive,

which means I'm calling the shots.

So why don't you holster your planet-shooting guns

and walk away.

Leave God to me.

Want to see what it means,

Preacher?

No.

Wait.

Just sit tight until the Americans arrive, Charlie.

Charlie?

Charlie, you there?

We gotta go.

We just missed him.

Gotta be right up ahead.

Across Oceania,

as a bellicose New Zealand has mobilized their carrier strike force