Preacher

Previously on AMC's "Preacher"...

Authorities fear no survivors left behind.

We won't need to kill the preacher.

We learned we're on God's trail.

If I see him again, I'll deal with him.

But for now, we keep going.

for a performance to remember

from a performer you will never forget!

Huh?

Stop!

I said, "Stop!"

Stop!

I said, "Stop!"

- This way! - He's down there.

Right over there!

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Stop him!

- Whoa! - Yeah!

- Whoo! Hell, yeah! - Smoked him!

What can't guns do?

Yeah!

Another problem solved by guns.

- Oh, man! - All right!

- Look! - That's what I'm talking about.

Run!

No!

Run!

Aah!

- Ohh! - Ugh!

Jess, we gotta go.

Son of a bitch. He's killing them all.

No, no, no, no, no! He'll kill us, too, if we don't go now.

Where's Tulip?

You hear that?! We gotta go!

Look.

The death toll continues to climb

in the small West Texas town

where a large methane leak caused a devastating explosion.

Grim, new details are emerging as local authorities

are reporting that survivors are highly unlikely.

- Authorities are compiling a list... - All right, we gotta go. We gotta go.

We gotta go. Wha-Wha-What? What is it?

Look.

Let's go!

Let's go. Get down.

No! Don't sho...

Jesse, now would be a really good time for Genesis.

I tried. It doesn't work.

The window's painted shut.

Climb up on me shoulders and see if you can pry it open.

Please don't!

Hey, wait a minute. I pressed root beer.

Shh!

Have any quarters?

Shut up. Mass murderer.

I pressed root beer, not ginger ale. It's not fair!

What's wrong with ginger ale?

It's good for blood loss, you know that?

- I want root beer! - Hey!

Shh! Shh!

Be quiet.

I want root beer.

Do you have any quarters?

All right.

Three possible explanations here for all of this.

Number one... Terminator.

Machine sent from the future to kill one of us.

Number two... Terminator 2.

Machine sent from the future to kill all three of us.

Or number three... He's Nazgûl, Fell Rider.

"Lord Of The Rings"... Brilliant film.

- Come on, Cass. - Well, what do you think?

Who the hell is he? How does he keep finding us like that?

- I don't know. - Well, what about Mike?

Still not answering the phone.

I'm sorry about your town, Padre.

Do you think that guy back there had something to do with it?

I don't know, Cass.

That's another thing God's gonna need to explain,

but we're never gonna find him

with that damn cowboy on our asses

and I don't know how to stop him.

"The Amazing Ganesh."

A performance to remember

from a performer you will never forget.

Hey. I almost forgot to ya.

I was watching TV last night.

You will never guess who come on this commercial.

Someone who actually might be able to help us here.

Someone who actually might know what to do with this bloody cowboy.

If you say "Gandalf", I'm going to hit you.

No, I mean really be able to help us out here.

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Ha, ha, ha.

Ha, ha, ha.

Whoo!

Aw, someone's been bloody busy, haven't they?

He's doing really well.

Fiore and his partner are the angels that came to Annville.

They're the ones that first told me about Genesis.

No, I... No, I thought...

I thought this one was Deblanc.

- No, that's Fiore. - Oh, maybe you're right.

- I have no idea. - Where you going?

Drink. You guys got this.

She all right?

- Let's go. - Listen, these angels...

How did we leave things with them?

Uh... you know. Good.

You're still mad.

I tried to give it back. I really did, remember?

Genesis wouldn't leave.

It wanted to stay with me, so...

Excuse me. Um, I'm sorry.

Um...

Oh, come on. Again?

- Go on. - Okay.

- Get it over with. - Yes. Sorry.

Jesus. Fucking endless.

Anyway, you and...

y-your friend... Where is he by the way?

Dead. No, I th-I thought angels couldn't die.

- He's dead. - All right.

Anyway, you guys were right.

You said word would get out about Genesis

and the bad men would want it for themselves.

Well, that's a happened. Someone's after us.

- A cowboy. - We don't know how to get rid of him.

We thought maybe you could help us, Deblanc.

Tell us what you know.

The cowboy isn't a man... at all.

Not anymore.

His name's The Saint Of Killers.

I thought that was a ghost story.

He's real.

He's a beast straight out of Hell.

But he doesn't want Genesis for himself.

He wants to kill it... and you.

And there's nothing anyone can do to stop him.

Except me...'cause I'm the one that hired him.

There. That's what I know.

- Hey. - Hey! There he is!

Hi, Ganesh.

This is for you.

Take a pic.

How do you do it, Ganesh?

How do you die, then come back to life?

Ha ha! Give away my secret?

Nice try, kid. Nice try.

Okay.

Two minutes till showtime.

Anyway. You hired this Saint?

Genesis is too dangerous.

Once we saw it wouldn't go back with us,

we told him it had to be destroyed.

In exchange for what?

What are you offering in return?

I could make you un-hire him.

Go on, then. Make me. Use it.

Watch what happens.

That's how he's finding us, isn't it?

He's tracking The Word?

That's right.

We called Heaven, you know?

Right. On our phone, which you stole.

It's a good thing I did, 'cause you know what we found out?

God's gone missing.

He's gone.

Gone? Gone where?

You don't know?

No.

Right.

Well, no one seems to.

I understand why you did what you did.

But things have changed.

We're on the same side now.

If this Saint isn't stopped,

if Genesis is destroyed,

chances are we're never gonna find God.

I understand.

This is serious.

I don't know what happened to me.

I used to be happy.

Until I came to this place, this Earth,

all I knew was peace.

But now?

And this is my only hesitation at helping you, Preacher,

my only hesitation whatsoever...

And this is I really don't...

give a shit.

If you'll excuse me. Frank, hat.

Ah, yes, sir. Coming, sir.

Get off.

Oh, uh, by the way, I'm Fiore.

Deblanc was the other one.

- What now? - Ladies and gentlemen...

I'm gonna walk out there and kick the shit out of him.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. No, no, no. All right.

- The Amazing Ganesh! - Calm down. I mean after that.

Use The Word, bring The Saint here,